you said you like me,
but how are you going to make me feel it,
if you are far away from me?
you said you miss me,
but you never did such a thing,
like running in my direction to hug me,
tightly.
like how you did before.
you said you love me.
but how would I know?
you kept talking about the past,
like, how I was better than now,
and...
hearing you say such things like that,
i've realized,
you only LOVED me now.
YOU ARE READING
DYSPHORIA ➛〚 POETRY 〛
PoesiaWords and lies, Told in a poetry, Buried inside, the heart ㅡ Of yours truly. Highest rank in POETRY: #58 - 09/13/2017 #62 - 09/12/2017 #66 - 09/10/2017
