You are mine, I am yours
But only I knows
And only when your lover goes
And only when I play pretend
It works for me
Although not permanently
For of all the lies I've ever told,
the greatest ones are those that I've told myself
And the thing that I believed most is when I convinced myself you love me too
But my lies get caught every now and then
For when you look at him and turn to me
Your eyes lose their luminosity
YOU ARE READING
WORD PLAY
Poetry"The lonesome hours is when imagination is vast, limitless even". Word Play is a collection of poetry of all kinds made in the most haphazard moments of a gay girl's life. note: for the part about the 2015 movie Carol, see chapter titled "carol" P.S...
