He didn't know, how those beats in my chest moved, the way my mind clouded with thoughts of you, or how he tied my heart into a bow.
He never let me quit on succeeding, everything he did only lead to happiness. Even if that meant he wasn't happy himself.
But yet when I left him, the happiness I felt was destroyed within seconds, leaving me with only emptiness.
In the end I caused us to drift apart. I caused myself to make things harder than they needed to be.
I had to learn how to stand on my own two feet again, how to lose feelings for you, because you, you had moved on to someone new.
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(Unedited Sample) Separating From You
PoesíaThis story catch's the feeling of liking someone, building of the courage to tell them, and not getting the chance to tell them due to separation. The stages of love, courage, and heart break made into one book.
