Feeling Poeticism

"this is the type of a story made of my heart and written by my hands"


2. try

they thought they were in love

//he would gash red lines into his own skin,


he knew how much it hurt her.


he would play with her thoughts and mind;


she was alright with it.


he would never follow through on the things he had promised-

"One last, just one last time"

-yet the only words she'd ever believed was the ones when he told

of how much she meant to him.


he knew he hurt her,

he knew she deserved better.

yet he couldn't let her go-

for, he never really did love her anyway\\\

but as far as foul play goes-

she would always love him,

oh how she loved him.

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