When he looked at you, you thought that everything was fine. But you see, dear, everything is not fine. You wish that everything could go back to the way it was but it never will.
He's not going to look at you any more, get used to it. It will seem like he lost interest in you, but the thing is, he never had one. You thought he loved you. And he did; in your mind.
It's like you wished for him to love you so deeply that your brain made you see something that was never there. You're a little dreamer, but the things in your brain aren't dreams, sweetheart. They're nightmares and he's the main character.
YOU ARE READING
you promised forever // poetry
Poetry'i risked my life to get you this rose. now all i need to know is if you care enough to let it die or let it grow' a book of my poems/rants :) **lowercase is intended**
