to think of you
is to think of lies
what you were
in my head
was never truly you
I must admit that I read
outside the lines
too entranced was I
to see beyond your exterior splendor
but I miss you still
the truth you were
not the lies you became
Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 8:05 PM UTC
to think of you
is to think of lies
what you were
in my head
was never truly you
I must admit that I read
outside the lines
too entranced was I
to see beyond your exterior splendor
but I miss you still
the truth you were
not the lies you became