Yours was the perfect love, I swear it was. Until I had your love, my world was cold. I did what most men do and I messed it up. Broken But when I got you back, my world was whole.
But it wasn’t, and I’m here alone. Don’t think that I can handle this baby I’m so… I’m so in agony, look at the state of me. You said you’d never leave, look what you’ve done to me. Left here, broken. Where do I go from here, I’m so lost. Do you know how hard it is? Finding my way through this. It shouldn’t even be like this. I shouldn’t have to feel like this. Can’t even have company, nobody can talk to me... I’m messed up, all that I find myself doing. Broken
I hate you for doing this to me girl..
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What a beautiful piece of art.
It sort of bothers me, that the greatest art is born from the worst feelings: loneliness, sadness etc. Broken hearts are never easy to pull through.
You can mend it. Somehow. Sometimes. Maybe...
Will keep my fingers crossed for you.
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