Poetry of 2015-2017

10.12.17

I have this thought where I don't know if I should consider this or not.
I believed you when you said "you're beautiful"
You still call me that yet I know you must call other girls that, too.
I let my lips crash into yours and it went from there...
You made me feel as if I was living a fairy tale
But with imagination, there's a movie playing in my head.
When I see you, I face it in person
It's just reality
So I don't know if I should even care about the small details.
Or just go on with life and find out later