We danced for hours in the eyes of everyone.
And I cried for the rest of the night,
Cause it was painful making that up.
Imagining our love story,
That will never be more than just my fantasy.
Was it always meant to be a fictional crush?
Waking up to reality is rough.
These bittersweet dreams are making me blush,
Cause I'm caught up in a fairytale rush.
Forgetting who you are.
And forgetting who I am too.
Even, somehow, forgetting you'll never like me the way that I like you.
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A Tangle of Hurt and Happiness - A collection of poetry
PoetryAs you all may know, I am not a poet. But when inspiration strikes, I write in whatever way it comes to me. I hope you guys enjoy!
