Broken Love

A feeling of longing while being lost

By HerPrivateLifePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

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A feeling of longing while being lost

A feeling of happiness when they're around

A feeling of sadness when you're apart

A feeling of hating yourself for still loving them while they abuse that feeling that you cherish so much

A feeling of torment when accepting the reality of it all..

Which is the feeling of being stuck in this endless cycle of broken love

Will I escape or remain in this heartache..?

sad poetry heartbreak

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A young computer science graduate trying to achieve her dreams through coding and writing.

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