For The One Who Broke Her Heart


I felt sorry for myself for so long, not just that but I blamed myself that he hurt me, I blamed myself ’cause he broke my heart, and now I can’t believe I’ve done that to myself over him. I won’t tell my story this time ’cause it’s so familiar. I won’t tell my story this time ’cause memories are already racing throw your mind putting you there where you once was. I won’t tell the story that only our lonely nights know ’bout. Many reasons and one pain, love is the narrator and the designer, and we … we just play the game and eye blinded too, and for the viewers, they watch from a far far far away land, so they hardly do a change in the story in time. Listen, I can’t tell you that you are doing wrong, a really big mistake, and her heart that you broke now, will be yours one day later, ’cause if you think you are smart enough to break a heart then you already know that. What you don’t know and won’t know before too late, is that that girl you destroyed today, will get stronger and will wait for you to fall and come back running to her to tell you “now tell me, how bad it hurt?!” with a wide smile. “What you take today, will be taken tomorrow” Next time you break a girl’s heart imagine her smiling while you cry just like now………

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