I threw all your hand bands away
Someone gave me a red band
And I do wear it on my hand
So anytime I want to cry because of you.
I remind myself that's there's not only you
In the world that could love me
So I decided to let it go.
No more begging
Its good enough that I was humble
That I tried fixing my pride but that shit's broken
No more wishing
No more thinking of you.
Its time to let go.
YOU ARE READING
I'm heart broken
Short StoryShe's crying. He's leaving She's begging. She's dying. She's alone Feeling depressed.
