Love that can't and won't be mine.

❝ 𝓔𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓱 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓶 ❞

I hate it,

Hate the weird feeling
I get everytime he kisses someone on screen,

Hate the pain
I get everytime I remember I don't exist in his reality,

Hate the tears,
That find me when my daydreams turn into nightmares,

And I hate the hopes,
That find me no matter how fast I run.

And most importantly,
I hate the fact
I can't give up on him,
Even though it's slowly killing me.