I'm looking at you.
But... is it really you?
Because the one I fell for would never play me like a fool.
You should've just shut up.
And should've let me talk.
Because right now.
I know nothing.
Am I even gonna make it through?
You mesmerized me.
With cheap little magic.
And I was weak enough to fall for it.
You wrecked all my walls
And left me homeless.
But I was dumb enough to see you as a hero.
And
It was right there when I knew.
That you didn't give a damn, I did it for you.
All the pain and the heartache that you put me through.
The worst part of it wasn't losing you.
It was losing me.
YOU ARE READING
February Ashes
Poetry❝From an everlasting flame, to a pile of ashes in the forest❞ A bunch of poems about how he met, fell in love with, desired, missed, broke, was broken by, hated, lost and got over the deepest love he ever felt. most impressive rank: #1 in poems.
