maybe i saw gold speckles in your dull brown orbs because it was what i wanted to see
maybe i thought of you as perfect because it was what i wanted you to be
maybe i thought your voice sounded like a great melody
when all that it was, was a sound that could only cause me great melancholy
maybe it felt like home in your arms because i never knew what home felt like
maybe i thought your kisses were the best because i've never kissed anyone else in my life
or that it caused the explosion of fireworks in my heart, when it only set it on fire— causing it to burn, ache, and dissolve into nothing but ashes
maybe i thought there have been no one else
ive ever felt so damn certain of
and so damn deeply for
because you were all i have ever known
and maybe it was these illusions that made me fall in love with you
or made me think i was
and maybe it wasnt you who broke my twisted heart
but my wish for you to become something, and everything you aren't
and i am sorry
YOU ARE READING
pieces of me ; a collection of poetry
ŞiirA fraction of what goes on in my mind and my heart- they're written inside. - please do not steal my thoughts and my feelings btw the first few parts aren't the best of my works :')
