Stressed.
Depressed.
With lack of sleep.
All because I let love make a fool of me.
I'm heartbroken.
Feeled with words left unspoken.
Why?
Why do I hold on to this hate.
When it wasn't just me making this mistake.
Mine was in loving someone I thought loved me.
But I found out that wasn't meant to be.
I'm heartbroken.
Feeled with words I should have said.
Now this raged is eaten at me.
When true love in my life would make me so happy.
Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 9:32 PM UTC
Stressed.
Depressed.
With lack of sleep.
All because I let love make a fool of me.
I'm heartbroken.
Feeled with words left unspoken.
Why?
Why do I hold on to this hate.
When it wasn't just me making this mistake.
Mine was in loving someone I thought loved me.
But I found out that wasn't meant to be.
I'm heartbroken.
Feeled with words I should have said.
Now this raged is eaten at me.
When true love in my life would make me so happy.
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