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
