We talked.
About how I would date her.
She said she would date me too
I think she took it as a joke
Now she has a partner.
I.
Feel.
Sick.
Their okay.. fuck I don't want to say that.
I want to hate them!
But she's so happy.
I'll do what I can to keep it that way.
Even if it means she won't like me back.
I'll be fine.
I won't.
But for her.
I'm a good pretender
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Bird-Like Heart
PoetryThis is about my kind of poetry. Feelings emotions, trauma, love, happiness, loss. The world is filled with all of these thing and this is how express it.
