i don't believe
why do i pretend nothing has happened
although alone i quietly cry
the painted scenes of happiness
are already torn apart
~
i still believe love is blind
no matter what will or has happened
people let themselves be manipulated
and some people just don't have the luck
~
so now i tell you
i don't believe in love
so don't come and comfort me
as my heart breaks into paper shreds
.louisa
`badly written poem