I kept apologizing for the nights we fought, the nights I cried, the knives you put into my back, and for the way we ended up.
Just for the hope that you might stay.
Yet, I haven't heard you say sorry once.
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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...
