wrong
I thought that perhaps
we were more than just
a one-sided
heartless
wretched
pair of beings.
I was wrong.I thought that maybe
we could grow to open up
and confide with
trust
honesty
instead of me falling alone.
I was wrong.I thought that perhaps
we were meant to be;
polar opposites
drawn
attracted
with beautiful colors.
I was wrong.I thought that maybe
the hues in your eyes
were bright with
love
loyalty
and sprinkled with light.
I was wrong.I didn't know I was wrong.
I now know that hope is gone.
I now know that there's no point
in moving on.dreams are wonderful,
aren't they?
stay in the crowd.
I'll be here,
on the stage,
still wrong,
but alive.

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11/10 poetry
Poetryhi. here are some poems. take them they are my children they get better as they go, trust me. i'd just read the newer ones if i were you