broken love
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After you I spent years looking for love.
For someone to fix what had been broken
But I was wrong.
If you look for love when you are broken,
All you will find is broken love.
Arguing with our hands in a fist
Both of us pissed
My mind is running,
I just can’t catch it.
My heart is pounding
Cause I can’t move past it.
Love like plastic
Promises broken like glass.
Why do we poke our bruises?
Is there something in our minds that trigger this desire?
Why is this pain so appealing?
Why can’t we let our bruise heal without making them worse by pressure?
Was my heart meant to be broken?
Because this time I don't think I can make it.
I continuously fake a smile, when I see you with him.
its hard to wait for something you know might never happen,
but its harder to give up on it knowing its all you ever wanted,
you reminise through each tear and can simply see you laughing,
Now here is the time
To say goodbye
And broken past
It never lasts
A woman shattered
Her heart in two
Her mind hasnt have a clue
A flying dove
Nothing to do with love
Here it is,
the memorie when you left.
Its kinda sad that my memories
are all I have left.
I lay awake thinking of you,
These thoughts alone are enough
to split my heart in two.
