I thought what we had was perfection but it was nothing more than a projection of the happily ever afters I read about late at night under the soft glow of my phone.
We were full of quiet giggles in the darkness intermixed with heart to hearts in the dim light of the dawn but as the sun rose of over the windshield itβs like all the love I thought we shared was gone.
Always stolen kisses in the shadows with our hands constantly intertwined whispering secret promises of tomorrow but only leaving falsities and lies behind.
I never thought to question your truths or take them to mean less than they seemed but the happily ever afters in my books apparently donβt always turn out like we dreamed.