To break one's heart.
Is not as easy and as simple
Or as painful and heartthrobbing
As all say.
To break one's heart.
Is to question your own,
It hurts so much to know
That I broke many too.
Dear 'E', my old love
I broke yours, and I know
And I'm sorry for in the path of breaking yours
I broke my own aswell.
It hurts to remember what we were
And it pains me to imagine what we could've been.
If in this relationship, both of us had stayed in.
God. I can't think of colors without thinking of you
And how we broke each other.
I think, that soon, like the many before
This dread and survivor's guilt will leave me.
And I won't feel bad,
For breaking your heart.
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