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I think I broke my own heart this time in the world without life god, I'm sorry, but you don't understand this. I don't know, since when did I do this? since heaven left me altogether you don't know things that unravel me... but I'm here so what do I say? nothing brings closure and for my actions all this exposure I'm hoping to hang on to something it will never be I'm sorry you hate me we weren't meant to be as this and it wasn't so bad when we kissed a child my heart needs something else but I blew you up, something kind of bleeds that look in your eyes like all you had to do was break down and cry we're over over over it could ache you could fill a little whole. there's too much too much too say
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