I only loved you
when it was
Convenient
I'm really sorry
that I didn't think
of you
( When it really mattered.)
What's the matter with my
soul? It isn't correct
but nothing feels wrong.
I feel something , I don't know
if it's "sorry".
Looking into the void.
I think I seen you.
Reached out.
We met again.
For the first time.
It was love
Possibly maybe.
holding on to right now.
Frozen. your face perfection.
Eyes closed.
Waiting so anxiously for you
to open them.
You don't.
My heart arrested by your beauty.
Shatters when you chose not
to look at me.
I don't feel any signs of growing.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 9:40 AM UTC
I only loved you
when it was
Convenient
I'm really sorry
that I didn't think
of you
( When it really mattered.)
What's the matter with my
soul? It isn't correct
but nothing feels wrong.
I feel something , I don't know
if it's "sorry".
Looking into the void.
I think I seen you.
Reached out.
We met again.
For the first time.
It was love
Possibly maybe.
holding on to right now.
Frozen. your face perfection.
Eyes closed.
Waiting so anxiously for you
to open them.
You don't.
My heart arrested by your beauty.
Shatters when you chose not
to look at me.
I don't feel any signs of growing.
Been feeling like escaping into romantic perspectives. Wrote this at 1am this morning at work, listening to "on hold" by the **
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