I have nothing to say when I see you in person
Yet I have a million things to tell you in my mind
You tell so many lies
I would've thought you were an actress
Because of much I believed the show you put on for me
Your lies were episodes
Our fights were seasons
But this show never ended
Perfection is a construct
Because the only perfect thing
Is the image I created of u in my head
YOU ARE READING
sincerely, my notes app
Poetry{ ongoing } first couple of poems ive ever written, warning to you all they might be terrible. I love you all and hope u enjoy <3 for my future self
