Telling me what I want to hear
Even though you knew it was fabricated
Telling me you were restless
Because all you saw, when you close your eyes was me
Even though it was artificial
Told me you missed me
Even though it was anything but telling me that my melanin skin entices you like dripping chocolate
That you'll never love another like me
You told Me what
I wanted to hear.
YOU ARE READING
broken strings
AdventureA girl who lost herself while trying to please people and the society
