i refuse to scroll to the top of my gallery
if i do, the only thing i'll see is your smiling face
those pictures used to fill me with joy
but that stopped when i realized one crucial fact
the truth is, you were never smiling at me
you were always smiling right at the camera
and i was just an afterthought in the background
another face you could forget the name of
YOU ARE READING
anything and everything in between
Poetrycome inside my mind. dont be scared. ill hold your hand the whole time