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Poetry

I hate you. I hate me. I like the color Blue, the stars, the moon , and even you. |thoughts & feelings about heartbreaks|

you

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by punkhearts

by punkhearts

maybe you weren't worth the time.

maybe you weren't worth the endless papers that I used to write about you.

maybe you weren't worth the beautiful words I used to describe you.

but I know that if we had a chance to fall in love all over again

I take it.

I take it as well with all the damages you caused me.

because even with all the damages
you still somehow manage to
make me feel like I was
something other than
nothing.