Faded feelings
The boy she used to love was unbearable
Even herself regret everytime she saw him
It was like a lost star waiting until dawn but never found it's way to be with the pink skies
But today she is right here reading through what she wrote
so that every love she ever pinned down was only a shape for her note.
YOU ARE READING
her thoughts
PoetryThey said that love is blind but whenever we tell them how much we love them they don't trust us. Then another said that love is deaf but whenever we showed them the love they desire they broke the trust. so which is more hurting? you being hurt or...
