I may have been
used and abandoned,
discarded and betrayed,
yet the things
that went before
will, one day, slowly fade,
and I will grow
into the person
I've always meant to be,
yet this dark little heart
won't ever forget you—
you'll see.
Poetry and fragments of my mind. Dealing with heartache, betrayal, sorrow, and hope. Originally posted on Ins... More
I may have been
used and abandoned,
discarded and betrayed,
yet the things
that went before
will, one day, slowly fade,
and I will grow
into the person
I've always meant to be,
yet this dark little heart
won't ever forget you—
you'll see.