Despite Its Pain, I Can't Let Go
What a fool I am for them
for crawling all the way back
after taking myself from him;
after finally deciding to stop
What a masochist I am then
for still offering all of my heart
though I am completely certain
that you would just break it apart
How stupid could I still be
for thinking this could still work-
better chances for you and me,
for what is love if it doesn't hurt?
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He Who Cried Words
PoetryYou made my eyes cry but never of tears. You stabbed my chest but it never made me bleed. When you broke me apart, you just gave life to an art. When you broke my heart, you only fueled me to write. -E. Pleuvoir Cover made with canva
