Little do you know,
I'm standing right where you left me, hoping for you to come back.
Little do you know,
I'm staring at pictures and old messages remembering what we had.
Little do you know,
I go through the day,
Wondering what would happen if I did everything right.
Yet, maybe you do know,
That you broke me and I can't seem to put myself back together.
ESTÁ A LER
Just Another Heartbroken Story
PoesiaThere'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...
