How do i find you?
Do I speak to that guy who knew us two?
Maybe you've spoken to him more, told him the real you
It's sad 'cause you were playing a game weren't you?
I was the one who lost every damn time,
While you clutched your stomach, laughing at your own lies
I was a kidnapee
Of a kidnapper,
Not in the literal sense you see,
You captured my heart,
How do i make that less cheesy?
I wish I never met you
So i didn't have to feel the heartache
Oh, give me a break, it's easy for you
I bet you were a figment of my own fucked up imagination
No, you were too perfect,
But now you aren't even worth it,
The fallen tears, pitiful poems, regretful years
Now when I think about it,
The long conversations, and those dreams that never came true,
It's all laughable
'Cause my brain was fiddled
With the
Lies of a shrew
With love,
Casuallycool
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Unsent Letters (COMPLETED)
PoesíaWelcome to reality. A book in which Casuallycool writes letters and never sends them. (Hence the title) This book contains profanity.
