Apr 2020
I never thought
the words you’d say
would be someone else’s
your smiles, lies
open ended promises,
love turned disguises,
heartache and prizes.
last words said too late.
new ones said so early.
i’m beginning to think
your love for me was
just you in a hurry—
destination: her.
me, nothing but her seat warmer.
the words you’d say
would be someone else’s
your smiles, lies
open ended promises,
love turned disguises,
heartache and prizes.
last words said too late.
new ones said so early.
i’m beginning to think
your love for me was
just you in a hurry—
destination: her.
me, nothing but her seat warmer.
i’ve come to the realization that someone I held so special in my heart did not hold me with that same weight. it’s only been a month but he’s quickly moved on while I sit and watch and wished that it was me in the pictures, with him. ain’t love cruel.
(21/F/sunny diego)
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