I stare at pictures that we took forever ago.
I expected to tear up, but I didn't.
Instead, I was happy.
I used to think that I hated you because I still loved you.
But I love you because you were there when I needed you.
You may not love me now,
But those pictures prove that you loved me once.
And for one split second,
We were both happy.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Just Another Heartbroken Story
PoesíaThere'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...
