Death by Love
Death by Love
I never believed people when they would tell me how much it hurts to have your heart broken.
Until it was me…
Lying there on my bedroom floor,
mascara running down my face,
gasping for air, unable to breathe,
Crying…
Tears running down my face along with all the pain.
So don’t you ever tell me
You’ve never killed anyone,
Because that night…
You killed me.
-A.E.B
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