Love, The inevitable four letter word
Love,
It is a four letter word.
spoken in one syllable
I remember the day you left
I fell to my knees
I prayed someone would take away this pain
Three weeks passed by and i saw you with her
I did not eat for days
Punishing my body for not being good enough
For not being perfect enough to hold your attention.
She was everything that I could never be
It had been two months
i remember seeing you in the mall
i thought i was getting better
but seeing you reminded me of all the ways i was getting worse
my grades had begun to slip
months had passed
i found myself turning to dark corners
just to forget this dark unbearable pain
love is a simple four letter word
but it sunk me like the titanic.
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