I'm happy for you, but it hurts my heart and my tears won't stop. It hurts, when I see your beautiful face, when I see her in your arms. It really hurts, loving you was my mistake. I hope you're happy, I know she makes you happy. I love you, but I need to stop loving you to save myself.
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Memoir of a lonely girl.
PoetryThoughts. Deep, dark thoughts. Very random. Personal Journal. - - - - - - - - - #12 in scribbles
