kiss my cuts ❥ poetry

indecisicve.

was i in love?
or was i in love with the thought of you?
now that i looked back,
my mind created little thoughts of us
memories my mind wanted to happen to us.

i've accepted it.
i have finally accepted the past
that i kept myself stuck upon

i wasn't in love with you
i thought i was.
i forced myself to believe i was.
because if i realized back then
that my insanity
created a fantasy world for us to live in
i would've understood
that i was crazy.

i try to reflect my insecurities on other people
just so i don't feel too bad about myself.

i honestly just hate myself that much
where i don't care about pushing anybody away
because in the end
it'll always be me against the world
and i'm okay with that now.

-who are you?