I remember being heartbroken
And the constant feeling of pain.
I remember crying myself to sleep
And forcing a smile at school.
In fact, I still feel it now.
But I've heard all these stories.
That things will be better.
How happy they were
and how much happier they are now.
I know I will be better in the future.
And I think my future is coming soon.
Because I can't look you in the eyes.
And I can't help but try to impress you.
All I can think about is being in your arms
Or holding your hand.
Or just plain messing around.
I'm falling again.
And I think you can catch me.
You helped me remember what love is.
Yes I'm not perfect.
Yes I'm broken.
But you help me remember what love is.
You help me remember who I was before I died.
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If only you knew
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Just Another Heartbroken Story
PoetryThere's nothing to it. Really. I'm just and average girl who's finding out that the world is big. In fact, it's too big. It's so big it's messing up me and some of the people I care about. And it's just because I learned a new concept called love...
