when we live under a great deal of endless expectations, we begin to lose who we really are.
so easily replaced
by a mirage of a nonexistent being.
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.
