You didn't love me, you loved how I worshiped the very ground you walked and flooded you with love
You loved that I texted you back immediately even if it takes you hours because you were "busy"
You didn't love me, you loved your coffee every morning with two teaspoons of sugar and stirred for exactly one minute as you rushed out the door because you loved to sleep in and I kinda loved watching you sleep
You didn't love me, you loved that I wrote a poem each day we were together about how undeniably beautiful you were, well you still are damn and maybe that's why its so hard for me to think about us, are whatever we were. I guess you could say it was a one sided love and I was on the wrong side of the love song playing in the background of my life
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teenage fools
PoetryI write poetry about life, death, love, hurt, depression, and basically everything.
