Musings of a broken heart


It’s sad when someone I know becomes someone I knew
I spend most times at home falling in love with the idea of you
You wear all black just like your soul but your heart is made of Gold
I love you but you are destroying me
When is it my turn to be happy?

I said sorry alot cos I secretly feel everything is my fault
I broke my heart trying to love you
My heart is so tired
I wish I could hurt you the way you hurt me
But I know if I had the chance, I would not do it

You broke me
But you are still the only one who can fix me
Am sick of saying sorry
Now, am saying good-bye
You not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself.

writes @ 360potentialwrites@wordpress.comb

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