It didn't bother me
when I looked straight into her eyes
She didn't love me, as I did her.
I was just glad I could let myself
risk pain in my heart one last time.
Every heartbreak leaves scar tissue;
but I still remain hopeful
one day someone will look at me,
as I her.
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 10:44 AM UTC
It didn't bother me
when I looked straight into her eyes
She didn't love me, as I did her.
I was just glad I could let myself
risk pain in my heart one last time.
Every heartbreak leaves scar tissue;
but I still remain hopeful
one day someone will look at me,
as I her.