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Nessa Mar 2015
I hate feeling this way about you
I hate that your all I can think about
I hate that when I think of leaving you tears come to my eyes
I hate that when I think of losing you my lungs feel like collapsing & I can't breathe
I hate this feeling of hopelessness
I hate that I allowed myself for loving you
I really hate feeling this way about you.
Nessa Mar 2015
As the warmth of the sun kisses my cheeks, the coolness of the breeze brush my hair and the soothing sound of the water makes it hard for me to leave.
Oh paradise where have you been?

Colorful attires, friendly people, delicious food, cultural music and creative dances. I've never felt such joy from all the places I've been.
Oh sweet paradise where have you been?

People always say there is no place like home and when you visit Jamaica it will have you saying 'oh sweet paradise where have you been?'
Nessa Mar 2015
You will never be good enough
You will never succeed
You will always fail
As you are nothing

You are not beautiful enough
You are not smart enough
You are not slim enough
As you are nothing

You will always be doubtful
You will always be afraid
You will always feel belittled
As you are nothing

You will never be happy
You will never be loved
You will never be appreciated
As you are nothing
Nessa Mar 2015
Forgot his face
Forget his name
Forgot his kiss
Forget his warm embrace.

Forget the way he smiled
Forget the way he talked
Forget the sound of his voice
Forget the way he walked.

Forget the way he made you laugh
Forget the comfort you felt
Forget the way he said "I love you"
Remember he's with her tonight.

— The End —