why is it that i can look at your flaws so easily but its like you've smeared and blurred out mine? i get so angry all the time while all you do is smile?
"he's in love." they tell me.
"you're his first. he has nothing to compare." says another. which brings me to my fall.
isn't it an example of how you need contacts, but i have perfect vision? how you're looking at me through blind eyes and i can see every crater on your surface?
YOU ARE READING
Drowning
Poetrylove is like the ocean. the deeper you go in, the harder it is to dry off and move on Dangers of Love vol. 2
