once I thought there was a missing hole in my once-broken heart
that only you could fill.
then, the waves came crashing down
letting everyone know of its presence.
older now, I realise that I was only compelled
by the reciprocation of 'attraction'
the oh-so-sweet idea of young love
the fantasies that never go as planned in real life
only built on the needs of a broken child
who needed a little caring
or comforting love.
in those growing times,
the once naive soul
simply followed the red hearts
they drew in her notebooks
instead of a true precious gift
of the mind.
a/n: honestly, I like the concept of this one, but I don't think I executed it right. my mind is everywhere right now, but wanted to give you guys something before a short hiatus (exams).
I still will be lurking around, hehe.
next update: 10-06-17 (hopefully)
wishing everyone luck on their upcoming tests and exams. so sorry for this long note.
- senuri x
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Poesíathe pain never really disappears, does it? it just becomes a dull throb in your heart. - a collection of negative & positive poetry. after all, life consists of both pain and happiness highest rank: #45POE cover: @oceanwaved
