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.