Well i did it.
I hope your happy now.
I've hurt myself more than enough times for you.
I've want almost three months without hurting myself.
And just the long hard thought of you.
Me.
What we use to be, just made me so sad.
So hurt.
So depressed.
To where i didnt know what else to do.
But like what all my friends tell me,
'One day when he's unhappy and thinking or all the times he was happy...you're going to pop in his head. And he'll say 'Damn, she really loved me' And you'll be happily taken by some lucky gut who'll make you happy because you got tired of waiting on him and you'll be LONG GONE! ! '
So i hop you're happy now because it wont last forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem