I slide my finger down my bed. Theres so many thoughts going
through my head. Was it real? Will this heartbreak heal? I've
made up my mind. How was I so blind? I could have swore we
were perfect together. Our love fell to the ground like a bird
feather. I can move on wile you carry on. You treated me like
a game. Who's the one to blame? ? I'm one less heartbreak to
getting my head on strait.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem