He said he loved me
and oh, how I fell for him,
but when he got to know me,
he changed his mind.
It felt like he took a dagger
made of ice
and stuck it in my chest.
leaving a big, cold, hole in my chest.
I have never riskes love again.
I used to think that I ruined his life,
but in reality he ruined mine.
It took me forty years to realize
that I was angry.
Maybe the heat of anger
can help me heal.
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