I’m running out of thoughts.
I’m trying to find the love you spoke so clearly of and defend.
I’m fighting a losing battle. We fought hard for a while.
I swear on my broken heart I did my best. Love tested, fail. Hateful words and thoughts prevailed. What happened to those nights of kisses? And talk about dreams of being together?
We were wrong but compared love songs to our love story.
I wanted you.
I wanted us.
I loved us and our dreams. Sad to say tears cover my face. Thoughts of the worst possible pain I feel because my love for you, to real.