flash back: march, 27th 1983
when you told me the whole story i felt like throwing up,
i could see it on your face it was rough,
left a bad taste on your tongue,
and you didn't even take any drugs,
you would rain all day couldn't wait for your sun to shine..
that is what came to my mind, the day you told me about your story.
your past.
the day you "trusted me"
so i trusted you too,
i confided in you.
and i let myself drown in all your lies.
but that didn't matter 'cause i trusted you. i believed you.
i was feeling special. you made me feel special.
but i was wrong.
i wanted to help you so much.
i cared so much.
that it ended up hurting me. burning me.
cutting me. deep down.
YOU ARE READING
FALLEN ANGEL
Romancecould be a fallen angel? now i believe it. a letter for an unknown lover. someone you thought you knew. you loved them, but it was all lies.
