I had always questioned myself,
With every smile that was painted,
How you could be the one.
"Not now, not now," I tell myself.
Drowning in harsher waves that tainted
The mirror if a firefly's lifespan.
The night my pen set the firefly free,
I watched as the light flickered in defeat.
I did like you, I truly do, but now I see...
I liked that I liked you.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryA compilation of (mostly fictional) poetry, short stories / oneshots, and quotes ---------- Cover by _kakiku_ Cover created using Canva
