I can't put nobody else above you
he threw a few blind punches,
trying to do as much damage as he could,
until you stopped him.
"go be with her, she needs you to be there for her," you said.
he just looked away,
and looked at her.
at how her hair was falling down her shoulders,
out of its pony tail.
he looked at her,
with her beautiful eyes, rimmed with tears,
and her ripped clothes,
and the purple bruises forming on her arms.
he looked at her, the way she used looked at you.
but she was dead.
because of you.
and you didn't want that happening to her.
'it would be better, if you were with him' you thought.
and as he took her away,
you looked back at the ground.
little did anybody know,
that you were harboring a broken heart, like her and him too.
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Broken Hearts | ✓
Short Storyshe believed in happily ever afters. that was her first mistake. *people of society [warning: plot holes, rushed endings, short chapters, and an overall crappy book. in other words this is the trashiest piece of trash to have ever been labeled as...
