He said he was out of town for a few days.
He said he wished he didn't have to go.
He said he loved me.
If only he did...
My gullible self believed him.
Fell for his perfect face.
His perfect smile.
His radiant eyes.
His outgoing personality.
His fake love.
My brain blindly trusting him.
Until it didn't.
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It Hurts
PoetryA poetic story of a girl whose heart broke and the aftermath of her sorrow. It gets better as you read. This is what I ,myself, thought heartbreak might feel like even though I have never experienced it before.
