Your eyes weren’t sincere,
Your stare were also my fantasy..
And your smile was nothing but fake,
Behind it is only a pain comparable to mine..
Your love wasn’t real,
It was a lie I told myself..
You were never fire,
You were a brimstone that ignites my love until it’s gone inside me.
-Seeing the truth-
YOU ARE READING
★Jupiter From Afar★
PoetrySome things are not destined to reach their owner.. To remain stuck in one's soul like a slow-killing poison.. In order to save themselves,they must free them.. And here,we witness the tip of the pens from a story whose favorite place was "distances...
