how many years had past
until you realized
the right one for you
stood by your side your whole life
helped you
made you smile
lightened up your darkest days with just their presence
they just needed your attention
and you were busy
not giving them even the smallest part of it
because they weren't your type
even when you did not have a type
but you had this small evil-ish voice in your head
whispering to you
at the deepest moment of the night
that they were not worthy
they just wanted to hurt you
make you fall hard for them
break you precious and oh so fragile little heart
filled with regrets
flaws
and pain
then leave you
alone yet again
in the dark
doomed to die lonely
and broken
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 4:31 AM UTC
how many years had past
until you realized
the right one for you
stood by your side your whole life
helped you
made you smile
lightened up your darkest days with just their presence
they just needed your attention
and you were busy
not giving them even the smallest part of it
because they weren't your type
even when you did not have a type
but you had this small evil-ish voice in your head
whispering to you
at the deepest moment of the night
that they were not worthy
they just wanted to hurt you
make you fall hard for them
break you precious and oh so fragile little heart
filled with regrets
flaws
and pain
then leave you
alone yet again
in the dark
doomed to die lonely
and broken
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