I guess this is just like every other heartbroken poem. He said he loved me, and I loved him too. From my nickname of "birdy" to the lyrics he'd write on me it was supposed to last forever. Isn't it funny how short forever can be?
I don't want to admit it. But I think I have to.
Because of you A simple name is no longer a simple name. Now it is a complicated story A hurtful memory.
5 f*cking letters And I get a stab in my chest.
Because of you 3 minute melodies make me drown in sorrows. All of the lyrics you'd write on my hand are burning my skin At least it feels that way.
Because of you My journal has page upon page torn out. Because my stupid little words of love and admiration mean nothing anymore. Those poems are trash. Well, Actually they are in ashes now.
Because of you My secrets are no long only my own. I thought I could I trust you. But you have no bandages to repair this broken heart.
So basically. f*ck you.
I'm still hurt and still bruised. My wings have tears
welcome to FFP this poem is quite moving and sad. the pain in your words, yet there's a hint of "I will be alright" keep your chin up.. "Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end"-Semisonic