It was never about trust or promises or destiny, was it?
All you cared about was money, your life, your health, and your lusts.
You threw me away as if I was a crumpled paper,
my words didn't matter to you,
neither did my feelings.
Yet I stayed by your side,
because I thought that I could see a change in you.
I thought I would...
Alas, I only wasted my time and yours,
and also the food I cooked.
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Forsaking My End
PoetryWords that are splashed with colors, sadness, tranquility, unreality, and expectations. Don't you sometimes feel lonely? As if no one understands you. As if you're drowning but there's no one to save you? If yes, then grab this collection of poems...
