I'm afraid to find out that you lied about it all. I'm afraid, so afraid. Because did that mean you lied about being my friend? About caring for me? You were a separate entity: someone I could turn too when my other solar system descended into chaos. I was always honest with you, I always tried.
YOU ARE READING
FLIP-SIDE
Poetry❝ my heart runs wild with words that shouldn't escape my lips ❞ [[my process of healing//started feb. 13th, 2016]]
