With every single word I heard, I hoped it to be you.
Waiting the second I'd see you, I never thought it was going to be heartbreaking.
Somehow, I was waiting for this day to arrive.
This moment to arrive.
Where I deeply knew that I was going to break my heart.
Where I deeply knew that she was going to be with someone else.
Where I knew that I was just going to presence, the truth.
I'd notice at that moment, that all of this lies my hopes created, were hurting me.
And with every single song I heard, I thought about you.
YOU ARE READING
Transparent Rain.
PoetryRemind me that the sparkles I see around her are imaginary. I felt like a dork asking her how did she get those beautiful stars, also called eyes.
