This wasn't supposed to happen.
I wasn't supposed to love you like this.
When I first met you, I wouldn't have ever imagined that you would be the one I would ache for.
The one whose name leaves me with a nostalgic pain.
All the signs where there. But I didn't want to believe them, because I wanted to trust you.
I wanted to believe your feelings were real. To believe you meant what you said. To believe the way you looked at me meant you were going to stay no matter what. To believe that you didn't want to hurt me.
And yes, I wanted to believe you were different.
I thought I had you. Christ, for a slight moment, I thought I really did.
I thought that we would be different, that we could be different.
I guess I thought wrong.Who can relate?
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Diary of a broken heart
PoetrySometimes even the strongest people break down ! Most times the ones that appear strong are the most broken !! Is this a cry for help?? No