Just looking at her with pure sincerity,
now that she knows;
I wished she'd like me for me.
But the disgust in her eyes,
told me otherwise.
It was another start of one of my fears,
mercilessly coming true;
nothing i could do to amend.
The things i never did.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 4:55 AM UTC
Just looking at her with pure sincerity,
now that she knows;
I wished she'd like me for me.
But the disgust in her eyes,
told me otherwise.
It was another start of one of my fears,
mercilessly coming true;
nothing i could do to amend.
The things i never did.
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