so i heard he's happy, he's with another girl, she makes him happy. she's amazing, gorgeous, she's perfect.
but i should be used to this. i should be used to being left, being forgotten, being ignored, being an outcast, being alone, being sad, being and feeling empty.
and so he'll live his life, and i'll live mine. i mean, at least i'll try. like they say; if you love someone, set them free, right?
bullshit.
to be honest, i do miss him, a lot, actually.
but my name faded into oblivion.
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- w.i.d.o.x.
YOU ARE READING
brain - w.i.d.o.x.
Poetrymy thoughts, feelings, emotions. if you don't understand the title, it's because the stuff i put on here is my p.o.v., how i feel, so it's all from my brain. enjoy. x
