And you never understood me, did you?
You said I was ugly when I was beautiful inside,
You said I never liked when I loved you,
You said I was never of your type when I wanted to show you the beauty that lies in differences,
And now you say I look pretty when I am no longer beautiful,
You say I liked you after spending a dirty night with you,
You say I am of your type when I forgot whom I once used to be.
But yes, I can never be that beautiful once again.
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A Realisation Creeps In
PoetryWhat happens when someone breaks your heart? What happens when the person you have waited for so long rejects you? And then you choose to move on....
