Love. Break. Fix. Repeat.

That Night

Why did you believe me so easily, when I said that it meant nothing?

If that was the case, why did it hurt so much when you agreed with me?

I know that she hates you after that night,

I know that I hate me after that night,

I know that you hate you after that night,

But I can't even imagine the scenario of you hating me after that night.

I was hers, and you were never mine, but none of that could stop the growing flame.

We both put it on the wine, but somehow our hearts were to blame.

I know that I said that I remembered nothing,

I know it's selfish but I wish you'd said you remembered everything,

I know both of us prayed for it to mean something.

It's wrong for the world, but would it still matter if I said you're my world.

Is it wrong that every second that I'm with her now, all I think about, is you?

Is it wrong that every day now reminds me of the one night with you?

Is it wrong that every dazzling ray of sun now reminds me of that calming moonlight?

Why did you believe me when I said that it meant nothing to me?

I wish I could tell you that it meant everything to me.

This is from the guy's perspective.

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The first poem of mine, where the title is not a line from the poem...lol.

Three updates in a day. God, I must be crazy...

love,

A