"Sorry."
A word for self-satisfy.
A word of thousand layers.
A word repeated everyday.

"Thank you."
2 words of courtesy.
2 words of polite.
2 words of the liar.

"I love you."
3 words of the common.
3 words of all yearning.
3 words that I despise most.

So hush my darling,
For I'll never trust you.

I thought we had a thing,
But it was all a fraud.
That feeling was really something
Now it just feels really odd.
I thought you were the one,
I guess I was a fool.
All this can't be undone.
Being used like a tool,
It was all my mistake.
Falling for you,
Now this pain really aches.
I've tried doing things anew.
I hope you're doing well
Cause I'm rotting in *Hell

i'm telling you.
the clouds were meant for the ground.
but they hung themselves.

Written not only by the ink of pens, but also by the soul of  hearts