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Love

• Brandon Arreaga •

~ y/n ~

I use to think I was fine enough and I use to think I was wild enough.

But I won't waste my time trying to figure out, why he's playing games. Like what is this all about man.

And I can't believe he's hurting me, I met his girl hella difference. What he sees in her he's not seeing the same in me.

But I guess it was all just make believe.

Damn love.

I never knew what I was missing but damn I knew once we start kissing I found love.

But once we start I found I found him.

Now that he left me what am I gonna do? So empty my heart and my soul can't move on.

My rainy days fade away when he comes around. I always ask myself why.

One day I step up to his house with my eyes blood shot red and he opened the door looks down at me as my head was down not looking at me.

"Why" is all I could say.

He sighs sadly and just pulls me into his embrace as I cry silently in his arms.

He pulls me into the house and into his room as he still holds me close and frowns at himself.

"I promise you I'm staying here with you" he says as he sits on his bed and setting me on his lap.

With my face in the crook of his neck and he sways side to side as he strokes my hair comforting me.

I found love I found him.