Brief moments of happiness cannot be worth the pain right now. The problem is I saw this coming but could't prepare for it.
And now I am eking out my days, taunting myself with the bitter and entirely useless consolation that I was right.
Who needs love if this is the outcome?
This poem is called Our Hearts. I wrote it for my boyfriend Liam (krypto_knight). door Sophie (MrsPattinsonXO).
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Maybe my hart-, hart told your heart,
that I wanted to be with you.
Maybe your hart-, hart sent my heart,
a secret love letter.
Maybe my hart-, hart herd your hearts music,
and really liked it.
Maybe your hart-, hart looked me up on Twitter,
and decided to follow me.
Maybe our hearts knew all along,
of maybe they just found each other.
Whatever the reason,
I'm glad our two hearts now beat as one.
I love u Liam.
XX Sophie.
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Maybe my hart-, hart told your heart,
that I wanted to be with you.
Maybe your hart-, hart sent my heart,
a secret love letter.
Maybe my hart-, hart herd your hearts music,
and really liked it.
Maybe your hart-, hart looked me up on Twitter,
and decided to follow me.
Maybe our hearts knew all along,
of maybe they just found each other.
Whatever the reason,
I'm glad our two hearts now beat as one.
I love u Liam.
XX Sophie.