a year later and nothing's changed.
i'm back to writing ****** poetry
about a boy and love.
he came around to leave, all i can think of is how much of a stupid girl I was for getting so wrapped up on him and the idea of us.
never knew she was in the picture
But now all there's left to say is that
she has his love, he has her love.
I adore him while he adores her.
I hope she doesn't let him go this time