It's been half an hour since I found out
And I've been shaking ever since.
I'm just afraid
That I've coated myself in false hope.
I'm worried that I will never live up to your expectations
And I don't want them to know that.
I just hope that you're not like the others
My boy.
Because love is a game.
And it's playing me.
YOU ARE READING
my secret mistakes • {poetry}
PoetryThe most deeply personal thing I may ever write, from an old soul trapped in a young body. Imagine a window into my life, my unfiltered, strange and unpredictable life. These are the things I am too afraid to tell anyone. So, welcome to my mind.
