Call me a fool for believing you meant it when you promised a future with you. Tell me how pathetic it was to watch the tears stream down my face when my heart shattered as you uttered the words I never thought you'd say. -
We can't be together...
Call me a fool for thinking you were joking. Tell me how the same man who wrote me a note about how hard he was falling in love with me, the one who became jealous at the mere sight of another guy, tell me how this man was the same person who stood before me now.
I'm no good for you...
Call me a fool for believing you'd tell me the truth. Tell me how you came to the conclusion that I was not just as broken, just as scared, just as damaged as you deemed yourself to be. You must have forgotten who were talking to.
I am not a mess you can fix...
Call me a fool for thinking we were happy. Tell me how I was too blind to see that our happiness was temporary, how no amount of good things would satisfy a soul as destitute as yours.
You deserve better...
I didn't want better. I wanted you, flaws included.
Guess I am a fool after all.
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What I Once Called Love: The Drafts
PoetryThis is my story, or rather a compilation of stories that spans more than a decade. Each piece is written from a place of truth with the exception of the names mentioned. The book itself will broken into sections, with each representing a different...
