Our love was like a fictious honey ***, Never in a thousand years would i Have peeked in to find out If our honey *** really had any honey because I loved the thought of existence of that honeypot More than the possibility of having honey in it.
My Fictious honeypot gave me A taste of what it feels like to have hope,
I wasn't disappointed because We didnt have a honey in our fictious ***.
I was disappointed because we broke the *** and We will never be able to go back to the way it was.
No matter what we say to ourselves, When we lose hope in a relationship there is nothing really that can be done regarding that, Seems like I never really had any relationship to begin with rather than a Fictious Honeypot without Honey.