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 **