Noctuary~
The record of a single nights events, thoughts, or dreams.
A nightly journal
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So some poems may seem confusing because this is my Noctuary. My though...
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Why? You left? I understand, You couldn't love me like I loved you? You couldn't find me attractive? You couldn't like my laugh? I understand,
You couldn't see stars in my eyes when I would have seen galaxies in yours? You didn't think about me at all? I understand, I understand all of that,
However what I can't seem to understand is why you made me feel like you did?
Why did you make me feel like you would never leave? Why did you make me feel like you loved me? Why did you make it seem like I'm beautiful? Why did you stare at my eyes when to you they didn't hold stars in them?
Why did you make me think I'm always on your mind, when I wasn't? Why did you give me false hope?
Why?
I don't want to make you the bad guy here, So tell me?
