seeing you now
but not kissing
you is like
looking at a
word, but not
reading it. it
makes me feel
empty, and desolate
inside, kinda achy
almost nostalgic but
still shaking silently
from the last
time that you
dragged your fingers
across my chest
and told me
that you loved
me, ******** i
said but you
kissed me so
hard that i
believed for that
moment that you
did.
and i was
wrong.
so wrong, how
niave i was.
stumbling blindly towards
you, the only
light in my
darkness. *look what
you've done to
me*
so don't tell
me that i
didn't try my
hardest
because
i did okay?
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
seeing you now
but not kissing
you is like
looking at a
word, but not
reading it. it
makes me feel
empty, and desolate
inside, kinda achy
almost nostalgic but
still shaking silently
from the last
time that you
dragged your fingers
across my chest
and told me
that you loved
me, ******** i
said but you
kissed me so
hard that i
believed for that
moment that you
did.
and i was
wrong.
so wrong, how
niave i was.
stumbling blindly towards
you, the only
light in my
darkness. *look what
you've done to
me*
so don't tell
me that i
didn't try my
hardest
because
i did okay?
