Caroline the heartbreaker


You have a blast in Spain,
while I shall hold the pain
from the day that we broke up.
I wish this tale was now made up.

You blamed me for our feud
when the real culprit was you.
Your pathetic innocence made me tick
that I wish I could have hit you with a stick.

A black hole has now appeared inside me
and no one can mend it. Let it be
because nothing hurts more than losing you.
Heartbreak is what makes you deeply blue.

In the meantime, ghosting you I will.
It may save me from your actions of the past,
but it won’t heal my heart to full blast.
God gave us all a gift known as free will.

You’re gone now. That I now perceive.
My birthday present from you I will keep.
The tears in my eyes you shall receive
because our love was very deep.

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