i assumed too much
and i was so delusional;
i created a version of you on my mind
and that's not your reality and usual.
you were just being you,
but i gave meanings to all the things you do.
and then i caught feelings
and now i'm the only one hurting.
all the scenarios in my head
are just some imaginations that i misread.
but at some moment in your life,
are those things true and not just my lies?
— nnyl
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poems i wrote but don't have the courage to send
Poetryi believe that there's an invisible string that ties you to me, because what are the odds of seeing you in that place unexpectedly? i believe in psychological facts and theories, the ones which make me think that you also like me. the gaze, the body...
