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B-J Jul 2018
i was stupid
thinking you had good intentions
falling for the promises and the lies that you fed
the believable actions of wanting me
but the undeniable undertone of a myth

the false, poor excuse of "i want to see you,"
just to make her jealous
to make her believe you were 'happy' without her
but thats the thing
you weren't happy
you were a character playing a part
and oh did you execute it perfectly

you didn't think about how it would hurt me
how i would scar from the repeated dishonesty
how i could not trust another single soul if i tried
because you scarred my heart
your manipulative words tied me up
and i was stuck believing every word you poured out of your venomous mouth

it was all about you
and her
it was always about her
so why did you keep stringing me along?
every time i let you back into my life
you poisoned it with a look
your lips put me under a trance
and your eyes had me captivated
and i was too blinded to see your plan

was it a relief having someone forgive every ****** up thing you did?
because i would've given you the world
hell, i gave you my world
but what did you do?
you threw it all away with a "we're better off friends"
after all, thats all it was to you, wasn't it?
''friends''

do you know what hurt the most?
it wasn't the truth being you didn't care
it was the sad, sad truth of i fell for you
and when it finally clicked
that you were using me all along
i had never felt so numb

you lost someone who cared so much
and you seemed to be fine with it,
and thats what helped me realise how stupid i was
to trust something that didn't have a care in the world,
how many things it broke or used

it was all about you.

and it was all about her.
B-J Jul 2018
I’m caught up
I’m lost in your eyes
I’m in awe of your smile
I’m obsessed with your laugh
and i long for your affection
i want your time and i want your soul
but most of all i want all of you
every flaw and every imperfection
every grumpy mood and every down fall
every sunny day and every storm
every second of every day
I’m caught up on you
B-J Jul 2018
an ocean upon lakes
yellow amongst the black
she wore her story as if they were clothes
she tore her skin to expose her soul
the vivid aura of diversity and strength
presenting opinions and beliefs as they were all she knew
challenging those of whom are sheep to stand corrected
to show that we aren’t in fact the same
but crafted different to stand out
to inherit self views
to be our own light

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