I thought we had something special
But we obviously do not
You broke my heart in two
Oh no I haven't forgot
I'm fed up of you
And your wicked games
All you left was scars
And cold aching pains
Now leave me alone
This dream will never come true
Leave me in the pouring rain
I'll never love you
I'll stamp on this flower
Until it dies
We have no future
Just spiteful goodbyes
A true test of a hearts strength, there can only be more to come through life, but each teaches us what fruits combine and what ones leave a nasty bitter taste. Great piece 10
Wonderful i like this poem a lot 10/10 thanks for sharing keep up the good work
AMAZING! ! ! ! same thing happen to me with my ex you are an amazing writer and i would love to be a writer just like you
Indescribable! ! wow! ! you've raised the bar again, Chris! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Poet, Never Fed up of love rip, notwithstanding up and downs are certain to come in. w8 and see. Lovely...readable poem