Baby, I’m not a — “maybe” [Click to read the full post]
Heartbreak poem
“You were yet another guy,
Breaking my heart,
Staining my mind,
Unwinding my life,
Uprooting my dreams.”
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“May you find the peace you seek.” [Click to read the full post]
“You do not deserve this version of me.
Broken, damaged and lost. Mea culpa. Mea maxima culpa” [Click to read the full post]
“There are things that are living
that feel dead inside me.” [….click the title to read the full post]
“Perhaps no one loves the broken in her.” [….click to read the full post]
“But you, my dearest what are you then?” [….click to read the full post]
My love,
You broke me…
And now all I have left is my love letters to you.
Yet, nowhere to send ’em to. [….click to read the full post]
“I have the power to turn scars into poetries. To turn tears into ink stains.”
“Afraid to look into his eyes,
Her eyes hold a tempestuous storm of feelings and emotions brewing like high tides.”
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