How to love
I walk into your paths i wasn't meant
to follow. I have my own dreams to share.
My heart cringes when you said you had sent
your love, when all you pretended was care.
my pain is your happiness. I know that.
But was it so hard to give me a hug?
Or say you loved me once? Exclude the bat
you had in your hand claiming there’s a bug
under my skin only your eyes can see.
My eyes start to cloud and rain is pouring
down my cheeks. Wondering if I could be
what you wished for me to become. Forming
to be nothing. Please give me your heart now.
Someone, teach me how to love! Please? How? How...
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