You asked for another chance,
I gave you one.
But after all that's happened?
Darling, we're done.
You tore me with your words,
Sliced me open with guilt.
Broke me with your antics,
And the lies that you built.
You begged for forgiveness,
I pardoned your crimes.
I believed you'd changed,
And wouldn't hurt me one more time.
You lied all this time,
Said I was the only one.
Did you tell her the same thing?
Oh darling, we're done.
~Via
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PoetryYou ask people about love, They tell you about heartbreak. You ask people about smiles, But when aren't they fake? You ask people about sorrow, And their words could fill oceans. So if you want to hear mine, Here's my whirlwind of emotions. • •...
