Jan 2019
❝i just feel like i don't know that much about you,❞
you say.
i think
of the late nights when the phone screen
burned my eyes
when we talked about our deep-set fears
and
things that kept us from sleeping.
❝and i don't feel as if our connection or our communication is the best,❞
you say.
i think
of how we played twenty questions
when i was supposed to be
studying
and
your smile, only mine.
you say.
i think
of the late nights when the phone screen
burned my eyes
when we talked about our deep-set fears
and
things that kept us from sleeping.
❝and i don't feel as if our connection or our communication is the best,❞
you say.
i think
of how we played twenty questions
when i was supposed to be
studying
and
your smile, only mine.
it never was, was it though? an open-ended letter to the girl who broke not only my heart, but another's in one fell swoop and who even now, i wish will one day find happiness. i meant what i said that day.
