your first mistake was loving someone who doesn't know what love really is. it was giving them the power to ruin you, giving them enough strength to crush your soul with *******,
and even worse, a few words.
your second mistake was telling them how much you need them, how your soul longed for someone like them and how you
couldn't imagine long nights without them.
your third mistake was falling too fast for the idea of who they were, the soft hints of hate you missed in their words and the points of concern you should've noticed.
your fourth mistake was loving them more. loving each little bruise and bone, being convinced each scar had a story, even when it didn't. connecting the freckles on their back into constellations and secretly wishing this would last forever, but no, you can't wish on stars that aren't bright. they were always dark and dull, they looked at you with bored eyes and you were
convinced they were only tired.
they held you with careless, clumsy arms. arms that never shook from holding too tight. you kissed with motionless lips and slept with a body with no soul, but that's not your fault. it's easy to fall for an idea, especially when it has big blue eyes and a heartbeat that sounds like your favourite song.
i wrote this a while agooooo <3