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you treat me like I’m expendable why is it so easy to let me go?

Courtney Hill

Words are so powerful treat them as weapons. You say you love someone expect a war.
COURTNEY HILL

Expectation Love Powerful War Weapon Word
And when I went to step back I tripped over my heart. It’s a shame he had to see me fall.
COURTNEY HILL

Fall Heart Myself Shame
I take for granted how much I love sad songs when I’m happy I forget how much they hurt when I’m broken.
COURTNEY HILL

Break Grant Happiness Hurt Love Myself Sad
Late at night I’m awake thinking. I’m afraid of what I’d do to be able to taste you again.
COURTNEY HILL

Awake Night Taste Thinking Yourself
I opened up to you like a butterfly in the spring but you rained on me and broke my wings.
COURTNEY HILL

Break Myself Open Rain Wings
Standing alone on the edge wondering if anyone could ache as much as I do.
COURTNEY HILL

Alone Heart Broken Hurt Myself Stand Wondering
I bent for you until I broke, I wept for you until I woke, I cared for you but now I won’t.
COURTNEY HILL

Broke Care Myself
I’d rather be shot by a bullet than to be cut by your words. I’ll die cold on the pavement before I lie in the casket of your assurances.
COURTNEY HILL

Assurance Death Lying Myself Word
I feel everything to the bottom of its depth maybe its a gift, its probably a curse.
COURTNEY HILL

Curse Deep Feeling Gift Myself
Sometimes I sit and think about all of the things I’ve lost and I ask the universe why it takes good things from me.
COURTNEY HILL

Goodness Myself Thinking Time Universe
And I’ll hug your words like they’re the last things I’ll ever hold.
COURTNEY HILL

Break Up Hold Myself Word Yourself
I will be more than I was yesterday, even if that means I can’t take you with me.
COURTNEY HILL

End Let Go Myself Self Love Yourself
I haven’t cried in a while it feels like my tears have dried. But I miss you more than my eyes could ever cry.
COURTNEY HILL

Cry Dry Eyes Missing Myself Tears
Like broken clocks we lost our time you moved on but left me behind.
COURTNEY HILL

Break Clock Move Myself Time
Never again will I hand deliver my heart to a man holding flowers when the thorns cut me deeper than the flowers ever made me happy.
COURTNEY HILL

Flower Hands Happiness Heart Myself
And as you left my heart cried out then suddenly I was thankful that the cries of the heart can only be felt and not heard.
COURTNEY HILL

Feeling Heart Myself Thankful

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