I saw the pain in her eyes. And I never thought that I would inflict her an excruciating pain that stings and stays in her bones.
The kind of pain that she can't do anything but to force herself to accept and absorb everything.
It was unbearable for me to witness how I damaged my favorite person.
It was like watching her suffer from the invisible dagger I plunged inside her chest.
"Baby, I'm sorry for causing you too much pain. You don't deserve it.
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POETRY THAT STAYS
PoetryYou don't really love someone, not until they become the person behind of your poetries. When poetry speaks, it echoes through your soul, lingers in your heart, and dances in your dreams. And... it stays. I wrote poems enough for people to ask, "w...