you broke my heart

I’m sick of boys who pretend they care.
Who lift you up to the clouds
only to let you fall to the ground a moment later.
Boys who kiss your forehead
and promise everything will be okay.
Boys who make you open up
and show every one of your flaws,
only to wish you hadn’t.

I’m sick of boys who use me.
Who grab at my waist
until it grabs my friend’s attention.
Boys who bite my neck
when the girl he used to love walks by.
Who fill my every crack with love and passion
but only until ‘she’ realises what she’s missing.

I’m sick of boys who confuse me.
Who tell me they’re in love
but flirts with every other girl.
Boys who hold my hand one day
and walk past me another.
Who bring light into my life
but also with darkness and pain.

I’m sick of boys who make me feel like my heart is breaking. Who’s name makes me shiver
but also makes me hurt.
Boys who make me wish I could be someone else,
just to make them happy.
Who destroy my whole world,
but don’t even seen to notice.

—  Late night confessions in my mind.
I only want you. I want to feel your hand in mine. I want to listen to your heart while laying on your chest. I want to look at your eyes for several hours without blinking. I want to talk to you about what to eat and about how paradoxal our existence is. I want to hear you laugh till you can’t breathe anymore. I want you, in every possible way, just you.
—  Another heart-broken girl
And the next time you look at the stars in the sky, remember the people who have loved you,and not the ones who didn’t.
you’ll miss her when she’s gone,
you’ll need her when she’s not yours, and it’s tragic that;
at that moment,she won’t love you at all.