Letters from a broken heart #3
In all my life, I'd never tried hurt you. Your influence left me lonely, your mere presence just became so hurtful. How could you throw salt on my open scars, tell me why would you go and break my heart. With yourself, how could you ever possibly live. With the simple fact of knowing, you took for granted all the love I had to give. In time, I will consider myself worthful but I still fail to realize what the hell I do to deserve you?
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