We made a promise, when we were young, to never leave each other, now there's a hole in my heart where your name used to be, and my chest burns with secrets I can't share because you were the only one that cared..... But you don't anymore .
And I still can't hate you, though, because you were the first person to make me believe that love can also mean friendship.
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DEAD ROSES
PoetryLove fades, betrayal hurts, but hope never dies. This is a journey through my experiences and emotions, expressed in poetry, prose and quotes. These pieces are a collection I've built over time, each one a reflection on a moment of joy, sorrow, or s...
