Heart Breaker

Poetry

By Suleima LopesPublished 6 years ago • 1 min read

Heartbreakers 

I thought Our was going to last,

But now that’s all in the past.

When you kissed my friend,

I knew our love was going to end.

I’m trying to act, like nothing’s wrong

By letting my feelings hide.

But it’s too much to keep inside,

You’ll always be the one I adore

I just can’t be with you anymore

Not now when my heart stills sore

Before I couldn’t go days with out

hearing your name.

Now it just driver me insane

The relationship between me and my friend

Will remain the same

I thought Our Love was going to last

But now that’s all in the past.

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