"You are not mine,
But sometimes i pretend that
you wish you were.
I create this idea,
that you secretly want me.
And i often forget,
Its just something
ive made up.
You do not want me,
and you are not mine."
YOU ARE READING
James.
Poetry"you are a work of art, not everyone will understand you. but the one's who do, will never forget about you."
