the question
that haunts my thoughts
at 1 am in the morning
is
am i
really in love with you
or am i in love
with a person
i've made up
YOU ARE READING
for him.
Poetryyou filled me with love and comfort but i was too blind to realize that i was already drowning and the boy that i'd trusted was the one holding me underwater. so then i learned to never trust your heart into the hands of another.
you'd rather keep it this way
the question
that haunts my thoughts
at 1 am in the morning
is
am i
really in love with you
or am i in love
with a person
i've made up
