I trust(ed) you the most.
I hate that I let you get so close.
If what I'm thinking is true,
then I'm already losing you.
It's my fault, I know.
I showed you a heart as cold as snow.
A view as old as the seconds you lost on me.
And a mind you shouldn't have seen.
You have your own problems,
that hid amongst the shadows like goblins.
At first, we trusted each other.
But over time, it seems, we fell to another.
It started you see,
When we lost connection, between you and me.
I started to look for 'fixes' as I'll call it.
But all I've done is realize I'm such shit.
I don't blame this on you,
because even if what I'm thinking is true,
I'll always have a memory of you.
(September 6 2017)
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Lost Verses
Poetry[It seemed unfair to just delete these] Lines to a story that never quite reached my tongue. (These poems are all mine. Please don't steal, cause that's rude af and you'd probs see me in hell for that, like you could just ask bro, no need to steal.)
