I need to kill this flame
before it becomes a wildfire.

But you smiled so pretty
when you were with her.
But would you smile like that
if you would be with me?

You were the reason I was happy,
now you're the reason why i'm sad.

I was too broken to be played with
but you shattered me into pieces.

And I was naïve,
so naïve,
to think that
maybe
just maybe
someone like you
will like someone like me.

- my little poems from yesterday

-Katty