It almost killed me.
He said our love was unconditional;
A contract made in heaven.
He said he would never say goodbye,
And left me in this journey alone.
As I broke into his arms,
He aspired to be mine.
But left me with a bed of thorns,
He aspired to move on.
He said he was not worth it,
Yet shined like a star.
He said our love was toxic,
Convenient way to break my heart.
He said he will never forget me;
But left me with a scar.
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