hearts three singular hearts. they were pure. bright. happy. full of love but one by one they shattered fell into place on the cold cracked concrete of my bare shoulder. Those were the chances I gave to you but yet you seemed to have broken every single bit of me. Maybe it was all a lie Maybe it was never sincere Maybe it was never deep Flames are easy to catch and lose. They burn the bruises of your smile of the memories of pleasure of lust and joy, of unforgettable laughter. I was blind idiot. All I’ve wanted was something worthwhile but one wrong move and the string snaps, I shot my cupid’s arrow to the rotting target. with disguised trues twisted bitter blues masked identity. your own entity. I was foolish to have never known that it was you.. all this time. ....why did I? pour my kindness, my trust, my happiness. just for you, a person I thought was forever mine inside. and look where it led up to. an angel with a devil’s personality and I was foolish to have never known…
