I am a Cubic Zirconia.
On the outside, seemingly polished and sparkling.
But beneath the surface, flawed and jaded.
You saw me, thought me a Diamond in the rough.
You thought you could fix me.
I thought you could too.
We were both wrong.
And now here I am, worse than before,
And missing you terribly.
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 7:15 PM UTC
I am a Cubic Zirconia.
On the outside, seemingly polished and sparkling.
But beneath the surface, flawed and jaded.
You saw me, thought me a Diamond in the rough.
You thought you could fix me.
I thought you could too.
We were both wrong.
And now here I am, worse than before,
And missing you terribly.
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