His eyes, they are telling me a completely different story. No. He wouldn’t leave me, not now. I’ve just got back to him.
Fate can’t be this cruel.
‘It's true, they are right”. With those five words my whole world came crashing down. How would I be without him, he was my everything.
I spent long after he left, recovering from the aftermath of his love.
Destructive. Addictive.
His eyes never lied to me, and it is his eyes that haunt me. Constantly.
I would do anything to lay my eyes upon his, just one last time.
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PuisiA collection of poems I have put together; topics are mostly about love, heartbreak and the reality of our generation.
