You looked me through broken glasses
And said that I look perfect
I somehow thanked the cracks and traces
To hide my imperfections
You flashed a smile that made me wonder
If you like me. Platonically? Or what?
And the time our eyes locked, I remember
That I'm probably delusional for thinking that
You never even like me
I bet I never even cross your mind
a.k
YOU ARE READING
Surviving
PoetryDrowning in my thoughts Left with a scarred heart Abandoned by everything Abandoned by love Crashing into reality While my soul hits tragedy And my mind is still in the seven seas Thinking why you left a.k +++ This is my first time doing poetry. So...
