I always hurt the ones I love
with every inch of my aching heart
the ones I shouldn't hurt at all
I walk the streets and
pick the prettiest flower on the ground
and crush every beautiful petal
I always break the
warmest of all hearts
with my terrible careless words
so, if I broke your heart last night
it's because I love you the most
j.f
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC
I always hurt the ones I love
with every inch of my aching heart
the ones I shouldn't hurt at all
I walk the streets and
pick the prettiest flower on the ground
and crush every beautiful petal
I always break the
warmest of all hearts
with my terrible careless words
so, if I broke your heart last night
it's because I love you the most
j.f
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