I tell myself...
I'm in love.
A radiant smile
plastered on my face.
But would I say,
I love you
because I mean it?
I wouldn't.
Because I'm not in love.
We were only
ever meant to be friends.
And I find myself okay
with the idea of me loving you
as family.
A radiant smile
still plastered on my face.
YOU ARE READING
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓. ── poetry | ✎
Poesía❝Even when we're gone, we'll be in each other's hearts. From what I know, we were always there... there from the start.❞ New beginnings, sad endings, happy endings, sad beginnings. If you're looking for a journey, begin from the start. © nnightdday...
