Poetry for the deeply heartbroken

Him

I love writing like this. Helps the suffering not happen 

His eyes were like the seas in Greece.

His skin was like the snow in winter.

His smile was like a warm fall evening.

His laugh was a comfort one could never have again.

His voice was soft and soothing.

His lips were like a pillow when you need comfort.

His advice was easy and simple.

His love and attraction were undeniably alike to the movies.

His personality was one that only one in a million could have.

His lack of commitment was like a heartbreak waiting to happen.

And it did.

𓆝𓆝𓆝𓆝𓆝

2 months drowning in his eyes.

2 months longing to hold his body.

2 months staring at his bright smile.

2 months of hearing his angelic laugh.

2 months of hearing his words which would soon betray me.

2 months of trying to kiss his lips.

2 months of taking his sweet advice.

2 months of his beautiful charisma.

2 months of his spectacular character.

2 months wasted on something that was never mine.

2 months wasted for me to end up crying at 2 am.

2 months of I love you.

2 months of trust wasted.