You lied to me.
You hurt me.
You said you loved me.
You made me feel like I was someone.
Now that I know that was all a lie...
I lay here hurt.
I try hard to forget about you.
I feel torn apart.
I feel beyond hurt.
I try to find a way to forget about all of it.
Nothing seems to ever work.
Do you not see that you were my every thing.
I depended on you more then I should have.
I knew that it was all to good to be true.
Bitter, sweet, sour, confusing, yupp basically.
Every thing except happy ever after.
Or just happy at all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem