You caught me while I let myself fall into the grave I dug myself.
I looked up and got lost in the endless stars your eyes beheld.
And I swear, in that moment, nothing else mattered. Life was a blur and you were the only clear picture to be seen.
You danced circles around my head, I have it all recorded in my memory.
I spent late nights replaying them in my mind. Getting lost in every spin, every jump, and every turn.
It was so mesmerizing.
I loved so much about you. The way your hair brimmed the color of the morning sun. The way your lips delicately curved up at the edges. The way you slept comfortably in my arms.
I figured you were happy, and so was I.
But please don't be confused for this is not a love poem. No, this is a poem of destruction.
Lustful temptations and a bitter intent, you care for nothing and leave behind a corpse of disgust.
You care not for emotion but for your own self pleasure. You cheat, you lied you fill in your own needs by letting him between your thighs.
Your true intentions have now been seen and honestly, you're not that pretty of a sight anymore.
I'd rather you have left me alone.
Sleeping by myself, six feet under the world.
