I am constantly lying to myself, saying: maybe you have an opportunity, maybe he will get over her, maybe he likes you. I don't know what's true or not, I can only tell that I'm in love with him and I can't let him go.
Maybe these lies are right, or maybe they are just a product of my sad imagination. People constantly say the words "I'm in love" but I think that some of them just say it to have something to think about. Saying that phrase is complicated. It took me a while to realize how difficult and harsh being in love is. The only thing that I'm sure right now is that we continuously lie to ourselves and to others, sometimes for protection but sometimes is because we are afraid of speaking the truth. Lies that hurt some people and lies that protect others.
At the end, we only use them to dodge reality and the sad truths that break our hearts.
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PoetryI think we all have met someone who makes us absolutely crazy. These poems/writings are about him, the person that trapped me with his words and made me fall in love with him. Hope you can love him just as I do.
