I've always felt invisible, unknowingly obscure to the world until you came. You gave me life, provided my twinkle of hope, made me feel like I could finally be seen after being invisible for so long.
I felt free, free from all the injustice, and inequality, free to finally have a chance at happiness, free to be me.
Things were finally starting to go my way until "I saw you kiss her"
A jagged knife piercing my flesh, couldnt have hurt me more as I felt my heart slowly deteriorating
I mean, "You were never really mine anyway",but in the short experiences that we shared, I thought that you felt for me exactly what I felt for you "warmth, love, butterflies whenever your fingers brushed against mine, sparks whenever I gazed into your chocolate brown eyes, a connection when you thought of me
It was wrong, wrong of me to think that the bad boy would actually fall for the nerd, wrong of me to think that we would actually somehow, someway think that we would be together,
wrong of me to silently hope and pray that we would actually cross paths again, however as I come to face reality of the harsh truth "Not all dreams come true"
Even though we can't be together, you will always have a space in my heart, and I will keep the little moments that we shared burning within me like smoke and fire, invading my every thought
"You could have been mine, you should have been mine", but sometimes things don't always work out the way you plan them to
Even though you can't be mine, my heart will always ache for you, longing for your smile, aching for your touch, even though I DON'T, and NEVER WILL matter to you anyway.
~excerpt from something I'll never get to tell you
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Book Of The Troubled
Poetry"For who could understand such a beautifully twisted mind". Dive into the the mind of a Troubled Teen *Suggestions and criticism is welcomed but please no hate and/or hurtful comments THIS IS MY ORIGINAL WORK SO PLEASE NO COPYING OF ANY SORTS...
