You were a face of November A face that burned through my mind As I griped my phone with a shaky hand And heavy defeat I read our conversation Splattered with the words Of my most recent confession And wondered What I had said To leave me With wet hands And another reminder That I will never be good enough
This is based on recent events that happened with me and a boy that I am still utterly and hopelessly in love with and how he rejected me. And yet even though it causes me so much pain to even look at him, I can't help but be drawn back to him. If you have any advice on how to fill an empty heart, I'm all ears <3