I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart — John Geddes
Download Customize

I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart

— John Geddes
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
heartbreak loneliness poems

More “Heartbreak” Quotes

3:29:50 pmwhat is it that you love about himis it the way he lets you downincapable of lifting you upis it the way your — R.H. Sin, A Beautiful Composition of Broken
listen girl,’ Medea says, ‘you arenot the first person in the world tosuffer from a broken heart.but i will treat you li — Salma Deera, Letters From Medea
You live to poison every beautiful flower that you come in contactwith- I pray for the next girlyou may or may notdestro — McKayla Debonis, Bones in the Garden
The return journey was nothing like the arrival. Bea couldn’t wait to get out of the car. She remembered feeling like th — Tracey-anne McCartney, A Carpet of Purple Flowers
(...) like he left a piece of himself with youand you are terrifiedhe is coming back for it.Or he left a piece of himsel — Brenna Twohy, Forgive Me My Salt
God's breath is like a fresh wind that renews us. Frail and weak as we are,we have hope. We find healing. — Jocelyn Soriano, Mend My Broken Heart
I realized that that was how heartbreak occurred. Your heart wants something, but reality resists it. Death is inert and — Zinzi Clemmons, What We Lose
To love is to risk, and to risk is to lose sometimes, to get hurt. But let it not deter you from loving again, from bein — Jocelyn Soriano, Mend My Broken Heart
I'm sorry that when you say 'love', I always hear'heartbreak'. — Darshana Suresh, Howling at the Moon
I wonder what you want from meServed you my heart on a silver platterAnd I watched you devour itEating daintily with you — Pyrokardia, A Beautiful Mess
I think it’s pretty common to hold onto people, to bribe them with things, say, a body, in the hopes of keeping them fro — Kris Kidd, Return to Sender
What if I were to tell you the game’s been rigged, that I was destined to win from the very beginning? To be clear: Winn — Kris Kidd, Return to Sender