I met him.
I got to know him.
He thought he knew me.
He didn't.
I was a fake.
I was who he wanted to see, I did that. I knew what he liked and what he wanted to hear.
And thats what I said.
I made an illusion and served it to him on a silver platter.
It was the prettiest apple on the outside.
But rotten worms in the inside.
I improvised.
I made him believe it.
I lied to him.
I hurt him.
I made him fall in love.
I didn't care.
He fell in love with a happy, optimistic, greate ray of sunshine person.
When in reality she is a sad, pessimistic, antisocial twisted storm.
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Insispiration
Short StoryIts some words I get inspired with, and decide to share with the world. Enjoy. :3 IMPORTANT -> *** Even though, it says that the book is completed, I still get inspired from time to time, so I'll still be updating a new chapter when I get inspired...
