I'm scared to find the day where I'll be a memory,
I let my heart open up once more,
Just to get hurt again. You were a melody
That turned into my favourite, but I was a bore.
You always told me you're childish
And I got to see that part a last time,
When you served me away like a side dish.
You asked me out to go and dine.
You didn't follow the plans we made,
But you did put me to the grave.
"I want a boyfriend" four words you said
Just four days after you left, what you crave.
That sounds fucked up, doesn't it?
I wasn't over you, four days, that's it.
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end of love
ПоэзияBook of poems mostly about heartbreak and love. To my exes, without you this book wouldn't have happened. Thank you for the love and the heartbreak.
