Better to have never felt love
Rather than sitting here bleeding
Over something as a break up
Knocked out of my chest was my heart
Everywhere it was bleeding
Never to be loved again.
*(To an ex that I wanted to die for, He was rotten to the core, He made a run for the door, Didn't see or care I was bleeding on the floor) *
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
u will find love again...time is the best cure for a broken heart!