Why do you always do that?
Why is it, that I'm always there for you, but you're never bothered enough to hear my troubles?
I do not want to be the cliche sad girl, the one who has tears hardening on her fragile cheeks, the one with sad eyes and fake laughter, the one who wants to be wanted but will always be unwanted.
Why do you do that?
Why do break my heart?
Why don't you understand?
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
It's lonely here. It's unbearably lonely here. I am hurting.
All the time.
Why don't you understand?
Why don't you miss me?
Why don't you love me?
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Hearts
Poetry"You either get it down on paper or jump off a bridge." - Charles Bukowski Just snippets of stories I can't seem to get out of my head. All cover credit goes to the wonderful @mydearcc
