Just tell me.

I gave you all of me,
I showed you everything of me,
every fear, every smile, every pain,
I trusted you,
that was a big mistake,
look me now,
here I am, broken,
trying my mind to let you go,
but it's impossible now,
What should I do?
you'd better tell me,
what you're gonna do.

 

Dear Abii, it is hard to give ourselves away... and to receive nothing in return, but love will always be the greatest of all. It has been a pleasure to read your melancholic poem. Hugs and many blessings.

 

Love is the answer of everything my friend! And that´s why it always hurts. But if it doesn´t hurts it is because we have never loved at all. Hugs and thank you!