June 20, 2011
By foreveryoung21 SILVER, South Berwick, Maine
foreveryoung21 SILVER, South Berwick, Maine
9 articles 0 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
life isn't about waiting for the storm to be over, its about learning to dance in the rain

It hurts
Being broken
Cracked is how I started
But I became shattered
I half convinced myself that even cracked I was special
I believed that I was I was worthy of his love

I fell for him hoping to be caught
He did not see me and so I hit the ground
Fractured into hundreds of tiny pieces invisible to everyone
I was left in the dark not even important enough to sweep up

I sat there a broken vase leaking water
The flower not even realizing the water was for him
I do not blame him
He would not know

The vase did not have enough of a voice to even tell the flower
The vase watched the flower more and more longingly
Then the vase saw what the rest of the world already knew
The flower preferred another flower not the vase

How could I know when he was always smiling and laughing
He danced with me and made me feel visible
He listened and made me feel like I was heard
My first real love will never even know
He left me shattered and does not even know

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on Jul. 5 2011 at 8:28 pm
trangh_64 PLATINUM, Dallas, Texas
23 articles 9 photos 33 comments

Favorite Quote:
"No matter how sad or mad I am, deep down in my heart, my only wish is for you to be happy." -Trang

I can relate :/

Perfectly said.


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