was that all we were?
just some meaningless filling to distract from the tangibility of reality?
was that all we really were?
was that all we'll ever be?
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.
