Maybe you were right
and I was wrong.
Maybe it was the other way
around, all along.
You weren't the best
neither was I
but we were enough
to satisfy our lies.
You appeared bad
maybe I did too.
But love was more than knowing
what appeared to be true.
Maybe you loved me,
maybe I did too
But now there's nothing left in between
Only discoloured hues.
♡
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confide in me • poetry
Poetrya book for times i feel my mind overflowing with words • poetry & quotes • could contain particularly triggering texts - read with caution
