What's the purpose of love
What's the point in having hope
The things you want to happen
You realize that they just won't
You think you might be ready
You think it might be real
But you can’t jump back into love
If you don’t let the heartache heal
Why give love a chance
Why say yes at all
I hate the way I fell for you
And how you watched me fall
So this is my goodbye
In a sappy drunken poem
Some are meant to be with others
And I am meant to be alone
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Holly Lea
You can ask me how I am doing... and I’ll reply with “I’m good.” But if you really want to know how I am doing... these poems are how I’ll be understood.
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