My sonnets for you

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I thought we could make it until the end,
Or at least that's what you made me believe.
But now I know I was never your friend.
Because real friends wouldn't pack up and leave.
I like to think that what we had was true.
But how can I when you chose her not me.
I guess only I meant the I love you.
With all the lies it can no longer be.
With all the hand holds, cuddles and romance,
You left it saying romance is "icky"
Love's a game and I didn't stand a chance,
Somethings are just to hard and too sticky.
Go to the one you love more than ever.
'Cuz my happiness comes about... Never

People say they like the stories I write.
My darkest parts are finally seen.
But they don't understand the pain at night.
And now I must take off this shielding screen.
Sometimes I'm found talking to the moon,
Or sometimes I'm caught wishing on a star.
But I know something is gonna come soon.
Something that's gonna take away my scar.
I can't survive another thing like you.
And I know God is going to help me.
But I can't let go, if only you knew.
But I need to stop and leave my heart be.
'Cuz I know, inside, my heart is dying,
Especially when I stay up crying

Every quote reminds me of you and me.
I hope it stops, but wishes don't come true.
I hope you could just stop to look and see,
That, as well as others, I'm hurting too.
But I'm trapped and all I can do is stare
And watch you choose people that are "better"
But I guess you really never did care
Would you notice if you read this letter?
Sadly, broken hearts still have to grow up.
We must look ahead and forget our past.
But the voices in our heads won't shut up.
Especially when our hearts thought we'd last.
Finally finished with another day.
But I still wish you'd come back and stay.

I wanted to tell you every secret.
Every little piece of my darkened soul.
But would someone be able to keep it?
Would you take it to your grave, your dead hole?
I know I'm too much for one person.
I know I don't have enough potential.
Things are bad, and I don't want them to worsen.
What I say much remain confidential.
Promise me nothing will change between us.
Promise me things will be okay.
This sonnet isn't enough to discuss
Every little thing I wish to say.
I used to tell you secrets in my head,
But I can't, you've become them instead

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