Heres a story,
About a girl named Beauty.
Who was getting touched and raped by her own dad.
And her whole family,
They didn't know it they didn't see she was growing sad.

Lets Get Drunk & Forget That We Ever Met.

Ive tried so hard to tell myself that i dont love you anymore... Just to realise that now i know i still do.

Look past her smile and you will see its fake.

As tears well in her eyes, She whispers to herself "What have i done?".

&& She goes through the day empty - like the only one there is him.

Tears of crimson will fall every night.

Why wont you just leave my dreams?

I regret ever saying that i love you.

This isnt really a quote its a convo i had with the guy that my poems r about (this is while he has a g/f).(*me)-

Well i liked you didnt i?
*Liked - past tense*
Yea because if i tell you i do, you will get upset
*Yea because i know its a lie*