Aug 2012
This is the end of our relationship.
Three years of turmoil.
One year of me hurting you,
another year of you hurting me
and one last year of us giving up because we never could change.
We did this,
this is what is left of our love.
Three years of turmoil.
One year of me hurting you,
another year of you hurting me
and one last year of us giving up because we never could change.
We did this,
this is what is left of our love.
First attempt on hello poetry, criticism would be kindly appreciated.
