The thought of seeing you again crosses my mind, a smile- one from the past, reaches my lips. But then, hit with the wind of reality, you are not someone to call 'mine' again. And as everyday goes along normally, stuck in time I've seemed to be in.
The precious memories of us loop in my mind in an endless void of your laughter, your smile, your words that were meant for me, the 'I love you's' and the look of love, adoration and care in your eyes.
I know when I do see you, my heart will be crushed as the high, useless hopes I stand high with, falls with much disappointment as you embrace her, the same way you did to me. Such a clever way of punishing me for loving someone, for loving you.
And so it'll be until it finally kills me inside, until I can't take it no more and my world comes crashing to the floors of destruction once more; for once and for all.
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Eunoia • Book Two
Poetrycurrently - regular, daily updates. ❝ 𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓, 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 ❞ Book Two of Eunoia (Beautiful Thinking). A book with words dipped in the emotions of a young soul. ❝ 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 ❞ Author's note - All my works are C...
