Are you still laughing? (Book 2)

You fucking bastard my heart cant heal now.

Can you see the tears?

The ones running down my face?

There cause of you.

Can you see the frown,

Plastered on my face?

Or maybe the broken chips,

That once belonged to my soul,

All jet black?

You wonder why?

Well you know exactly why.

You broke my heart.

You did it once,

But I forgave you.

But now you've done it twice,

And I can't forgive you.

You,

And her,

I can see it now.

Your soft,

Once precious,

Lips

Whispering sweet things to her.

Your hands,

All veined from playing drums,

Touching her arm slowly

Making her smile.

The smile the exact same I did.

Cause it's just your little,

Twisted,

Messed up game.

You've hurt me,

But somehow,

I still love you.

Am I and idiot,

Or am I just another player

Of your twisted games?

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Right okay this, so called, guy broke my fucking heart.

And he doesn't even care.

No one does.

He's just a fucking bastard with twisted mind games.

My heart will never heal from this.