I wasn't the one who changed
But I wish I had
Cause when I saw how easily you moved on
I hated myself for ever loving you.
~azmina
YOU ARE READING
Of Floating Buoys and Broken Bells
Poetry"Poetry flowed like little rivulets From the ocean that was her soul." ~azmina Our souls dance to the rhythm of poetry. A small collection of my poems that will, hopefully, provide the beats to your dance.
Moving On
I wasn't the one who changed
But I wish I had
Cause when I saw how easily you moved on
I hated myself for ever loving you.
~azmina
