Lol. Its not funny, but I. I just think its funny how I treated him. I think it was pathetic looking back. But there's no doubt that I'm the monster. That I'm evil, cause I stole right? And then. I lost my heart, my ability to love. I treated him, a person like he was worthless. Like he was my bitch. Like I owned his ass. Like I could do anything to him and he just...conformed. Because I had stolen his happy soul. And he then had a tortured one. A tortured soul can be manipulated easily. But...i swear I didn't know I was doing it. I just thought he was doing what I said, like a good boyfriend. I didn't know how bad it could get. I didn't even realise I had lost my heart, until he couldn't look me in the eyes.
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Heart Thief
PoetryUGH. read it and weep. It is sad, it is terrible. But it is mine. And so I stand by it. Lol
