Wisps of hair fall into my eyes, even as soon as I tuck them behind my ear.
You told me you loved me, that I was beautiful. But honestly, did you just tell me what I wanted to hear?
My blue eyes pierce into the depths of my soul in the mirror.
They do the same to you, as you try to come nearer and nearer.
I don't want guys anymore, I'm through.
Get this through your head, guys.
I'm over you.
*Authors Note* if you didn't know this, I'm bi
