I used to think you would come back for me
so I waited.
Waited days, weeks, months
and then I realised you wouldn't come back.
That night I wore your hoodie
which brought back many memories
and so I cried.
I cried and cried and cried
but still, you weren't fazed.
My saddest night
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The Heartbreak Journal
Chick-LitHeartbreak, denial and perhaps healing. A collection of thoughts from a heartbroken persona which focuses on unrequited love, heartbreak and pain. Journey with her through heartbreak and how she overcomes it and moves on. © 2020 racesi. All rights...
