I broke my own heart
By letting myself
Fall for you
I should've known better
I did know better.
I just didn't
want to open my eyes
I dreamt and made believe
that maybe someday
Just someday
It would happen
And even though
I should move on
Never look back
A little part of me
Will never let you go
But why I love you
I'll never truly know.
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P O E T R Y
Poetrypo·et·ry ˈpōətrē/ noun literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature. Random Poetry written by me with outfits cho...