How could I even think that you love me too?
Why would you?
Why would I deserve to be loved back after all the hearts I broke?
Why would someone with a beautiful heart like yours fall in love with my cold heart.
And why do I have a cold heart?
It's not that I've always been like that.
It's not that I don't want be a good person.
But after you, I thought that I will never be loved back.
I know that I'm wrong.
But I don't want anyones heart but yours.
So much.
Now I'm here on the streets.
On the old, cold streets.
Hoping that you will find me and take me back home.
Take me back home.
YOU ARE READING
my poems
Poesiewritten by myself. based on true feelings. may be heartbreaking. for those who feel lonely. for those who are hurt. for those who loved. </3
