I fear heartbreak
That's how I've grown to feel.. horrified. Horrified of being obliterated by the one person I love most.
I only fear it... because I've known it.
And I haven't been the same since. A part of myself has been absent, gone. And this all powerful thing called time, has not healed my wounds.
I am a broken girl, and I roll in it.
Because I am too weak to fix myself. What better for a broken girl.. than a broken boy?
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All Good Things End// Poetry
Non-FictionA collection of self meaningful words that could be relatable for people who struggle with love and mental health
