I knew a boy. A gem boy from a nasty city. I knew a boy once who couldn't keep his eyes off me. I knew a boy once who couldn't stop helping and protecting me, who couldn't resist our undeniable chemistry even though he wasn't ready for me.
"I wasn't ready for you," he said.
But I met a boy once who became my first love. Thank god, he wasn't my first heartbreak. All in one, I knew a boy. He left me and I saw my stupid naive innocence turns into a loss. I fill his voids with some guy, men and a boy. After the loss and heartbreak I got...
I never looked relationships in the same way again
I just knew love as gorgeous as tainted as bad as I lose him and I always put myself in danger for that, but he saved me again and over again until I realized there's nothing I can do about that. Yeah... Nothing I can do about that. So I left.
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PoetryIn the beginning, I obey the heavy rain blindly. Now you're the hero of my book, the villain in the chapters, and the pain causing me art. This kind of art I am making is my favorite phase 'cause I feel everything all at once and it's all because of...