She wrote poetry even though he'd taken her words She wrote poetry because she still believes love exist She wrote poetry to help her forget
It’s About
Love, Get Hurt, Repeat
New Levels of Alone
She has felt loneliness before, but it was never a bother Now To ruminate over the fact that it had always been one sided is a new level of alone. She thought, I was never his first thought. Always an after. Always a forced thought because she appeared. He never needed her. Only physically wanted …
