It has been two weeks since you broke my heart.
Yes, it is still broken.
I have shed but a few small tears for you, though you don't deserve them.
My sadness is still strong, my anger insurmountable.
You have now begun to haunt my dreams, stealing my sleep.
Still, somehow I am stronger.
Somehow I know I'll survive.
It has been two weeks since I saved myself.
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
Wednesday, April 20, 2016
One Week
It has been one week since you broke my heart.
I am not sure if it will ever mend itself.
I am sad for what I thought we were. But I have not shed a tear for you. Not since I walked out that door.
I am still mad. I will be for a while yet.
But I've grown a confidence I never knew I had. I've developed a strength I might never have known was inside me had you not broken my heart.
It has been one week since I saved myself
I am not sure if it will ever mend itself.
I am sad for what I thought we were. But I have not shed a tear for you. Not since I walked out that door.
I am still mad. I will be for a while yet.
But I've grown a confidence I never knew I had. I've developed a strength I might never have known was inside me had you not broken my heart.
It has been one week since I saved myself
Labels:
Love,
Relationships,
Sad
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