His sweet lips that dripped lies
His empty promises and forgotten memories
May have died in his mind
But will forever live in mine
His perfectly told illusions
Of white picket fences and breakfast in bed
May have been erased from his life
But will forever haunt my dreams
His cheesy love songs
And those movies he made me watch
He's giving them to another girl
Forgetting that they are written on my heart
A/N: I realized today that I want to be happy. I deserve to be happy, everyone does.
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Blue: Letters From A Girl Who Loved
PoesíaPoems from a girl who loved, lost and lived. Life's tough, Love is even tougher. But when life throws you down, cry about it, write about it and get back up.
