Apr 2019
“Who am I?” I said.
“You are mine.” He said.
He kissed me
And told me he’d never leave me.
“Who are you?” I said.
”I am yours.” He said.
He kissed me
And told me he’d never leave me.
“Who are we?” I said.
“We are in love.” He said.
He kissed me
And told me he’d never leave me.
“Who are you?" I said.
"I am a stranger." He said.
He disappeared
And so he decided to leave me.
“You are mine.” He said.
He kissed me
And told me he’d never leave me.
“Who are you?” I said.
”I am yours.” He said.
He kissed me
And told me he’d never leave me.
“Who are we?” I said.
“We are in love.” He said.
He kissed me
And told me he’d never leave me.
“Who are you?" I said.
"I am a stranger." He said.
He disappeared
And so he decided to leave me.
Never tell someone you’ll never leave them if you don't mean it. The most heartbreaking type of love is the kind that was a lie all along.
