Wouldn't it be ironic,
If I published this book and your daughter buys it so she can cope with her first heart break?
Would it help her feel like someone else knows what she's going though?
Would you call me to meet her?
Imagine me telling her all about the book and the reason I made it. Then, finally ending the conversation with me telling her it was about you.
Boy, wouldn't she be surprised.
And, maybe, I could be her best friend.
And if I meet her, I won't let anything happen to her.
YOU ARE READING
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...
