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I am not heartbroken. I'm broken. You see, you'd need a heart to have it be broken. But the naive immature person that I am, I flung it around like it were a dancing ribbon And whatever it touched, I fell in love with it. But the thing is, I wasn't always like this. I loved---foolishly I got obsessed Got attached Got denied I was denied the love I should of had. Because I never felt wanted I never felt I felt Unwanted. My dad died when I was 11 But he was dead long before Because he taught me the crucial thing about love-- You don't need love to have a family. You don't need to have love. You don't need to love You don't need love You don't love. Don't love The messy thing about love Is you see it everywhere Our world revolves around it And maybe that's what's eating me inside. I'm obsessing over love I'm attached to love I'm denied love. I want someone to just hold my hand because they want to. I want someone to kiss my eyes because they only want me to see the beauty in this world. I want someone to laugh when I fall but gracefully pick me up and wipe me off. I want someone. I want. I want to feel love. I want to love. I want love. I love Love. Because without love--- I'm just a fool with a pen in my hand trying to find comfort in what I don't have.
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Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 11:55 PM UTC
Heartbroken vs. Broken
I am not heartbroken. I'm broken. You see, you'd need a heart to have it be broken. But the naive immature person that I am, I flung it around like it were a dancing ribbon And whatever it touched, I fell in love with it. But the thing is, I wasn't always like this. I loved---foolishly I got obsessed Got attached Got denied I was denied the love I should of had. Because I never felt wanted I never felt I felt Unwanted. My dad died when I was 11 But he was dead long before Because he taught me the crucial thing about love-- You don't need love to have a family. You don't need to have love. You don't need to love You don't need love You don't love. Don't love The messy thing about love Is you see it everywhere Our world revolves around it And maybe that's what's eating me inside. I'm obsessing over love I'm attached to love I'm denied love. I want someone to just hold my hand because they want to. I want someone to kiss my eyes because they only want me to see the beauty in this world. I want someone to laugh when I fall but gracefully pick me up and wipe me off. I want someone. I want. I want to feel love. I want to love. I want love. I love Love. Because without love--- I'm just a fool with a pen in my hand trying to find comfort in what I don't have.
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Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 11:55 PM UTC
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