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Poetry

I hate you. I hate me. I like the color Blue, the stars, the moon , and even you. |thoughts & feelings about heartbreaks|

because

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by punkhearts

by punkhearts

I never thought I'd be writing about you.

but maybe I don't miss you after all.

I'm so used to not being loved and one day you decided you loved me

and I didn't know what to do

because maybe I didn't love you.

so I played and pretended because I couldn't break up with you.

but you said things.
and maybe I was just about to fall.

then I had to do it. I had to say the ugly words building in my mind.

because you would find out that I live in the world inside my mind.

because I'm filled with ugly thoughts.

because I'm terrible.

and you deserved more than I could ever dream of being.

and one day you decided you didn't love me anymore.