one glance
just one
at a picture of you
maybe a text message
and the memories engulf me
you were so good to me
but me?
i played you
took your heart
and played it like a guitar
i wanted you to hate me
but to this day
you still love me
why
i destroyed you
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 4:44 AM UTC
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