He used to say things,
words like, "I love you."
I told him to stop
Because I knew he didn't mean it.
But a part of me
Deep down
She held onto it
and believed it to be true.
-naive
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I Was Already Broken
Poetry"she broke you, trampled on your heart and stomped on it, like a precious flower, she crumpled and destroyed you. but I picked you up, and thought you were beautiful despite your wilted pieces. but you had enough of love, so you took my heart and...
