martyr
you left me,
alone in the
dark and lonely.
but i love you.
you crushed
my soul and my
being to pieces.
but i still love you.
you stole my
heart, and like
a cliche, you tore it apart.
but i still love you.
you never came
back, though
i waited and waited.
but even so,
i'll only love you more.
pam.
YOU ARE READING
Life, as it is
PoetryA set of words, phrases, stanzas, and sentences describing the cycle of how I fell for him, and how he hurts me undescribably.
