One.. I used to believe in promises

Promises that I am worth it,

Promises that I deserve it…

Two… I cried, and cried for those broken words that aren’t meant anything at all! The words and promises that are just spoken not because a heart felt it, but just because the situation calls for it and the benefit is too much to lose!

Three.. I built a wall that is strong and I know that those walls are gonna be my shelter everytime the raindrops fall from the eyes of another broken heart that believes in a promise that doesn’t mean anything at all..

Again and again.. when am I gonna learn? When will I say “Ive had enough?” When will my heart be tired and gets though even just a little bit, and will know when to leave when I am taken advantage of and been taken for granted?