3am.
As you tell them I was not really that good, I laugh at your response. You were never as good as you made yourself out to be. You made them believe you were amazing because of all your experience but you were lying. You were a huge disappointment. You were always a lot better in my dreams
YOU ARE READING
3am
Poetry3am. My heart is screaming out your name. It hurts so bad and I am still so in love with you. "What do I do?" my heart cries. "Express the pain" my mind says.
