Tears of Painful Battle
You were my biggest fear yet my greatest endearment. The kind of pain I would so much thank for instead of planting a seed of hatred. You maybe the pillow of where I shed my tears, the blanket of where I cover my fears, the darkness who witnessed my feels, yet a chaos who ruined my peace.
It maybe uneasy to root out the pain inside my chest when you decided to cut off the rope that connects us. But don't expect me to be mad at you. Because that was a great kind of heartache. A heartache that helped me built a castle of my own contentment.
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PoetryI will find you in the deepest hideout of your scars or in an empty secret field of my longing metaphors.
