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the boy who cried love

Can you teach me the art of breaking a heart?
So I can be a subject to someone’s poetry

Can you teach me how to break a wall
So I can be the reason why someone needs to rebuild it again

Can you teach me how to sing a serenade?
Then leave once someone’s already attached

Can you teach me how to make someone cry?
So I can be a target to someone’s curses

Can you teach me how to be someone who cried love?
So I won't be the one crying my heart out

I wanted to learn your art of breaking me
For I was too tired
Tired of heaving deep breaths
And scribbling deep words on my pad

My broken pieces  danced in the hymn of your broken melody
The sharp edges creating cuts on my skin

My shattered pieces are your trophy
My tears are your prize

And now I sat on the corner
Wishing the pain would soon disappear

Dear deity,
You should've never let me met
The boy who cried love