We are both writers on our own
Troubled by existence,
that's all we know.
We are ashes of the same dust
Waiting for someone
to light up the fire in us
But we are on two different paths.
I'm heartbroken,
but I broke too many hearts
and yours was one of them.
I know someone will love you
Someone will respect you
Someone will take care of you
Someone will always be there for you
But that someone isn't me.
And I don't feel sorry about it
I can't give you what you ask for
I don't feel how you feel
But I know someone will trust you
Someone will need you
Someone will comfort you
Someone will love you
But that someone will never be me.
YOU ARE READING
MY SIDE OF THE STORY
PoetryDuring the past few years I found out that people I used to be friends with would talk about me behind the scenes, creating their own scripts and scenarios & making me the villain in their own story. Not only that, the general public, along with soc...
