Tarnished Tales Of Your Truest Lover // poetry

teenage dream

Childish play honestly, this circumstance.
Now I look around, the show ends alas.
Wish I could go back to when I could make you smile
or when we still talked even for a while.

Years ago, I thought
I could keep this right.
But there's just so much more
I couldn't fight.

How funny would it sound to everyone who knew about me.
Emotional woman who thought she could be
the one who gets to live her teenage dream,
happily ever after, you beside me.