I wished you were the one.
The one whom won’t break my heart.
A heart that was already oh so fragile.
I wished I knew why.
Why you patched up my soul to only set it to flames.
Oh and not the good type of flames.
The flames that started from your heart that withered your frame.
Now I sit here wishing why did you say those sweet words?
Was all just a game?
Was I ever something or anyone to you?


Now all I can do is wish to know the truth.