We ended three months ago.
Im speaking to him and all I could think of is you.
The reassurance coming out his mouth sound like white lies, the same ones you told me.
You ruined my concept of love and communication
I don't know if ill ever be able to think of him without thinking of you.
You moved on so quickly, told me everything was fake and it was all one sided.
Why am I the villain when you're the one that lied and wasted five months of my life.
YOU ARE READING
young poet.
Poetrywhen you've been hurt and felt worthless at a young age you start turning that pain into writing. i kinda just write about people and publish it, it's not really a story but ig one day i want to write my own book
