My greatest mistake was meeting him
Catching myself taking a second glance at the boy with the shaggy hair and thick black frames
I watched as i fell into the endless tunnel of lust when he finally noticed my stares
And he smiled
My greatest mistake was kissing him
And letting his damaged lungs breathe in all my insecurities and exhale all my doubts
My greatest mistake was holding him
And letting my idealistic thoughts of perfection wither away
with every touch from his bruised fingertips
I find myself no longer keeping back the untamed grins
As i fall against his boney frame
My greatest mistake was looking into his eyes
Feeling every emotion i have been protecting myself from for years on end
Escaping reality as i examined every battered heartbeat
And got lost in his smile
He was not a mistake
He was the end to the heartless chapters of my life
So abruptly tearing the pages from my self proclaimed novel
He was an unaware army of one crashing and burning the strong walls
I've built around my cold bones
Writing a new story day by day as i discover myself
Breaking free from the chains that have been suffocating my mind
I hate to admit where i went wrong
The broken boy whos sewn my shattered soul
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PuisiA collection of my thoughts. Maybe you can read them and feel as if they are yours too, or maybe you'll read them and think what the fuck. Either or, enjoy.
