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I was a realist 

I hoped for the best but expected the worst

"That way" I would reason with myself " your heart will never break"

You swooped in with tiny smiles and whispered words

And suddenly I expected

The Best

I built a house made of Hopes and Dreams 

And let my walls down

You made it easy to love you

And i didnt fight it

Then it ended 

I didnt end it

I thought you wouldnt either

But now you have her and my heart is broken

My house destroyed and walls back up

Im lost and confused and i just want comfort

So the blood streams down my wrist, my hips, my thighs

And i can almost, almost pretend i dont care anymore..

But i do

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