I write about a lot of love.
It's funny that I do.
Because since love died between us
All I've done is hate on you.
Don't get me wrong, you're still my world,
And it doesn't make sense to me
How I still love you oh so much
After the way you would always be.
You tore me apart and burned the pieces
A pile of ash was all that was left.
I didn't give my heart willingly,
You stole it, it was theft.
And you won't answer for your crimes.
You think you returned my heart?
Well you didn't.thats a fucking lie.
You kept a major part.
Whether you meant to or not,
You have my love for ever.
I know you don't care, you don't need it.
And the next time you will will be never.
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UTKARSH P
i think ure intelligent as it is intelligent to write about love than hatred as eventually what u write would become you and you dont want to become hatred......so despite all the fuss of being wronged ure intelligent enuff to hold on to love and one fine day it will actually come back 2 u..
June 10th, 2013
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I think if I were a bit more intelligent I wouldn't have made the mistakes that lost me my love.
June 11th, 2013
There are no mistakes,
just things you do that you regret later. Kill the remorse, you'd be free.
Better things will happen. You just have to let them work their way to you.
just things you do that you regret later. Kill the remorse, you'd be free.
Better things will happen. You just have to let them work their way to you.
June 21st, 2013