"i love you,"* you said.
then why did you say, "i don't love you."
"i'll never leave you," you said.
then why did you say, "it's over. goodbye."
you made me fall for you. you made me believe that you fell for me, too.
you stole my heart and then you stomped on it thousands and thousands of times for your own pleasure. **why?
haven't published any poems in a while. lately, i've been feeling somewhat okay and no poems have come to mind. i hope this is okay c: