I stare out the window, pressing my hand to the glass. Even painted with frost,
it`s not as cold as his eyes. I think of all the times he said he loved me, and
wonder how he could hide all those lies. I can't stop the tears from falling,
even though I know he's not worth it this pain will not end. Sinking to the
floor, I desperately wish a broken heart wouldn' take so long to mend.
keep reading for an update!
I`m taking a break next week to think of new ideas, so there won't be anything posted on the 20th. Come back on the 25th for a new one. :)
Also it would be really helpfull if you guys could leave a comment with some new ideas on what to write about, or I might have to start posting only twice a month!
Thanks for reading! x