Scars
The grin on your face as you stood and stared
Realising that all he wanted to do was break your heart
You cried until dawn knowing that you still love him
But he doesn't love you back
He lays awake thinking about you
As another girl texts and asks him to slide through
He says “Yeah baby, make sure the doors unlocked”
He stayed up and watched the news till it was about 12 o'clock
The next day the news was world wide spread
The girl she once was is now dead
She hung from her oak tree as the note layed on the flower bed
She wrote straight to him with every broken piece of lead.
The letter read:
Dear him,
How could you break my heart
My scars are now freshley open
But sadly you caused this part
I hope you live a happy life
With a girl who is happy to be your wife
As I tie this rope around my neck
I hope that I may forever rest
I cried a thousand tears just over you
And now all i’ll see is black and blue
As I fade away, away from you
I hope you remember me
I hope to revisit you soon
~The best broken hearted girl
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