If You Were:
If you were the one then it wouldn't hurt this much...
But your eyes.
Your smile.
The comfort you bring me.
Says other wise...
So there I was.
Thinking about what ifs
And if you ever were worth the pain.
Trying to move on but still holding on
To the thought of you and me.
To our what might have beens
So trust me when I say I'll get drunk with reality.
And you were never real.
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(1) Prologues of a Brokenheart (COMPLETED)
Poetry"because love requires guts, a soul, and a short term memory..." -some bookmark Random thoughts and lyrics about the heart and it's misadventures. [Copyright.styledinpink.sweetnovemberof.2013]
