I picked you up, Gave you support
when you were weakEven though I knew I was weaker
The feeling of pain in the depth of my heart
It's the sickening sensation of love
It's the way I prayed for you to not stop caring
Because without you I'm surely unsure of who I am
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In The End, Love Lost [POETRY]
PoetryHow is it possible that I feel like you're already breaking my heart and I haven't even had you yet ?
Lovesick
I picked you up, Gave you support
when you were weakEven though I knew I was weaker
The feeling of pain in the depth of my heart
It's the sickening sensation of love
It's the way I prayed for you to not stop caring
Because without you I'm surely unsure of who I am