"Maybe the reason why I feel so empty is because I keep putting people before myself and when something goes wrong I'll start questioning myself thinking where did I go wrong. I can detect a change in their tone and that frightens me so much till I can feel my heart falling apart in the silence of the night.
I overthink and tire myself out and come to a conclusion that I was just an option and nothing more. It's sad to see how much you mean to me but in the end you're just another one of them.
The ones that left me hanging"
- sad
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Belgium Nights
PoetryPoetical writings of a girl & her past memories. #7 in poetry 💕
