I let you break my heart
And it was my fault
And the worst thing?
I begged you to come back
This is why I don't do love
Love is a poison
All love does is hide pain with pleasure
But eventually that pleasure runs out and you are left with the pain
I was left with the pain
Somehow you got the pleasure
I guess karma came back to bite me in the ass after all the shit i put you through
And I'm sorry
I'm so fucking sorry
But sometimes goodbye is what we really need
YOU ARE READING
Blurbs of Thoughts
Poetryi'm not sure what this is, but i hope it's something, for someone. i write for you, and only you, whoever you may be.
