Broken heart
You really broke my heart into pieces
Destroyed it like it can be repair it's self on its own
Took it and juggled with it like it had no value
Now you have me here standing all alone
With waterfalls soaking up my clothes
Thinking it was me or was it you all along
I can't face reality with the face I bare to put on everyday
Cause the face I see in the mirror is half way missing
Cause I lost not only my other half but my bestfriend
So now I sit here with a notebook full of feelings
No pen nor paper left to finish this untold story
That I believed and hope you and me had
I will always love you just wish you loved me back
This is the story of a girl that believed in true love
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