Move on.

Mon, 02/25/2019 - 06:08 -- pou178

Our friends still questioning about you, about me, about us.

Our relationship has wrecked 

like a ship 

in a terrible storm.

I'm so broken that I can feel it.

My whole body needs you.

I need you.

That night your words've cut my soul, 

with no mercy.

Bring me to life girl,

without you 

everything's sucks.

I was trying really hard not to get hurt again

but I did, and that's the worst part.

You are laughing with your new fiacee

while I'm still here

struggling for you.

I've really hurt you and 

you  didn't even deserve that

but I do

actually.

Smelling your sweatshit won't help me

 to forget you.

I mustn't wear your jacket.

I mustn't read all your letters.

I mustn't asleep thinking about you.

I mustn't wake up  thinking about you.

I mustn't talk to my friend about how beautiful your smile are.

I mustn't waiting for you to say that you miss me.

because you don't.

So I have to stop

to think about you 

and

move on.

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