It would be easier to say you broke my heart
But I broke my own heart
I gave it to you so willingly
Too naive to notice
The red flags before you ignored my heart completley
YOU ARE READING
The Beginning and the Inevitable End
PoetryEverything life is. Messy, unorganized. Never knowing how it happens or where you will end up.
Breaking
It would be easier to say you broke my heart
But I broke my own heart
I gave it to you so willingly
Too naive to notice
The red flags before you ignored my heart completley