There was you

Spyrolove

Move on, just move on. 

He doesn't care obviously, and all you do is hurt yourself

You deserve more

How many times will you cry over him?

 

How can I move on?

From the one who has taught me love is okay

Trusting is okay sometimes

How many times? every day until I die if I have to

 

Love is something that doesn't come often

Love is rare

If you love someone enough to end your life at one point

The thought of losing them kills you inside?.. 

 

Don't move on, listen to your heart and mind

Only you know what is right

Only you know if there is more good than bad

Love.. is something I thought I would never have or find

 

Then there was you.

  • Author: Spyrolove (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 23rd, 2017 19:51
  • Category: Unclassified
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