Three years passed. Three sad years.

The 17th of January will be the anniversary. The anniversary of my pain.



I trusted him, gave him my heart and it was up to him to keep it safe.

All the time I didn't saw it, he was toying with my heart and the feelings which were in it.



My heart broke of all the pain. He played too much with it and threw it away. He threw me and my heart away, like I was a piece of paper.

With the wind, I flew somewhere, somewhere where it was dark.



My cries weren't heard. They were ignored by everyone.

The cracking of my heart were unbearable, my tears couldn't stop.



Never had I thought that he'd break my heart, that he would abuse me.

The pain keeps flowing in my veins, my blood is black. My heart is still trying to recover from the pain after you.



The pain and memories still haunt me. Why can't you just leave me alone and go away?





~17.01.2011

~17.01.2012

~17.01.2013

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