My heart has been broken many times.
And I had shead many tears.
But for the past few BRAKE UP'S my heart has been broken.
But no tears to shead.
I do weep at night when I think back at all the good times we had.
But when the brake up come's face to face I don't cry.
But I do feel miserable, and helpless, and very ticked off.
I don't know what to do.?
*comment if you have any advice ( or any thought)*
Copyright © Brittany Andrews | Year Posted 2010
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