
I know in this life we do not choose with whom we fall in love with
I just wish you hadn't strung me along
Though in truth I must blame myself for getting hurt
Your reluctance was something I ignored, like the fool I am
Half a year, and all I have to show for it is pain and sorrow...
You know I dare not greet you for fear I shall cry again?
At first I did not blame thee, but now?
I do indeed in part...
It hurt, this heart of mine broken once more by disappointment disguised as the sweetest angel
I have learned mine lesson, no longer shall the walls of my heart be lowered so easily
Never again shall I entrust you with this fragile heart, thou hast shattered it twice already and I do believe that is enough
I do not wish to appear petty and bitter, so I shall wish you happiness and bid you farewell
Farewell and good luck



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