He was my love story.
And it seemed as though, to him,
I was nothing more
than a momentary experience.
Not a chapter.
Not even a page.
Footnotes.
I was footnotes.
The part no one reads,
but seen at the bottom
just before turning the page.
Dec 18, 2021
Dec 18, 2021 at 6:23 AM UTC
He was my love story.
And it seemed as though, to him,
I was nothing more
than a momentary experience.
Not a chapter.
Not even a page.
Footnotes.
I was footnotes.
The part no one reads,
but seen at the bottom
just before turning the page.