I saw a pick up line from a poetry book,
And I loved it
But then when I thought of you,
I didn't bother thinking about it,
And the next thing I know,
I closed my book
I promised myself that I'd stop,
I'd stop thinking of you and move on with my life,
I'd stop hurting myself in the healing,
I'd stop fooling myself into thinking you'll come back,
Because I know the ending of our story,
I know that you won't come back
YOU ARE READING
Happily Ever After
PoetryWhen he promised me happily ever after, little did I know it was temporary. Little did I know, that his words that were once full of sincerity and love, are now dull, useless, and heartbreaking.
