*my first handwritten poem that I've published on here!!!*
My love for you used to be
Brighter than any flame.
It burned stronger than any sun.
But it would have hurt far less if I had fallen 50 feet.
It still aches like a burn that will never heal
When I think of my unrequited love for you.
Your scream that it was wrong still rings in my head like the sound of shattered glass in an empty house. Your harsh words, like a dagger to the heart, still make tears cascade down my cheeks like a waterfall.
Call me a crybaby if you wish, but at lease I'm not a murder of broken hearts and damaged girls.