The part where my heart is breaking
Is the part I can’t endure
I give up on this broken love
I want to stop the pain
There is no happy ever after
Just memories of what could’ve been
Because the future isn’t meant
For the two of us to share
To the sweet or bitter end
oh, I want to sit and have a good cry now.
I have quite a few of these sorts of poems from my youth. some days I want to burn them, other days – there are a nice reminder of broken roads leading right to where you were supposed to be.
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I know the feeling. I get the same conflicted feelings on some of my poems from high school. LOL
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So sad! Makes me feel all sappy inside.
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Sappy is the perfect word to describe it. 😦
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