Drabble.
We all have these deep scars..
Maybe we grown to be disasterous people in other's lives;
you were one of those people in my life, that came in.
It was that very first time, you told me I was beautiful, gave
me those butterflies in my stomach. It was the first time,
I ever heard of that. We were just 15, and that smile like the sun.
Those eyes as cold as ice, but the touch of your fingers were
warm against my fingers as we held hands. I've grown to
fall more in love each day, to be heart broken with the sight
I don't want to remember. Your hands on her waist, lips against
hers, closed eyes and her arms wrapped around your neck.
"It was a mistake," you tell me, "it's a mistake."
So it was a mistake, every time my heart became broken? To the
boy who I loved so dearly, was it a mistake? I've grown to learn
that people are quick to betray others. I left everyone behind,
to find another boy. Who told me, not everyone is the same,
that we're all people who wander around in our minds trying to,
mend our broken hearts.
Was it even possible to fall in love with a broken heart? Even after,
I pushed and pushed him away. He was persistent. I loved him for
that, for putting back the pieces of me together. People are quick
to betray, to judge..But nto everyone is the same.
From loving someone.
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