Sunday
24-2-18
8:54 pm
You loved the stars.
You loved the delicate beauty in life.
I couldn't bring myself to love them for you.
I knew from the beginning, what you felt for me was just lust and loneliness, and I foolishly played along.
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But he loves the sound of rain on tin roofs and the boom of thunder and how lightning moves across the skies.
He doesn't mind the destruction it can bring.
He welcomes it.
I already loved them all before him.
I don't have to pretend for him. I knew from the beginning he liked me for who I am. He wants to know me.
And that's enough for me.
