Heartbreak
Do you remember That one fateful day The time we first spoke Not in greeting Or passing Really spoke Even then I truly believed You were one of a kind No one would have the audacity The gall To speak to me like that But you did The first time We really talked I remember thinking Man I like this girl Yet somewhere along the way Our hard road Filled with pot holes Cracks Bumps Barriers Somewhere along the way I like you Turned to... I love you Now we're here Where I'm so conflicted You loved someone else Someone you can't let go Someone who hurts you Breaks your heart Kill the essence of a queen Inside you As a virus Attacking the immume system Till nothing left I hate it Seeing you like this Hurting Bleeding Yet it's something I must endure No matter how much Pain grips my soul The woman I love Afflicted at the hands Of someone she loved Tears that flow As the abundance of of her pain Her heartbreak That fills the streets Taking us with it A cycle of torment That seems unending Unyielding I wish I could say something Anything That can fix this End this But there's nothing Nothing I can say Nothing I can do And frankly I hate it How did we get here One battle After the next Always something to fight But this is deep And frankly I don't know If we can make it
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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