Pain brings sin.

You are gone.

Sorry for my language.

Two years ago we fortunately had a new opportunity for a new start
Unfortunate for me all you know how to do is Break your own Heart
You are in-love with pain; your pleasure is pain, I been as patient
And understanding as I can be…I haven’t got time for the Pain, life
Comes with too much pain the day we are born, pain isn’t something
To be desired, Treasured, I wish I could Love pain as you do, I don’t.

I hope people like this

This is a story of a woman scorned. Ten years have passed and yet she still finds herself fighting the demons of "being dumped". The moral of this story, ladies, is beware of the 21st Century Casanova.

Just something I wanted to write about!

This is about getting dumped and the “side effects” if you will.

I’m almost tired of everything, and yet I’m still holding on.

~just found this article and I want to share it to everyone.

A poem about fading relationships.