I keep on telling myself I like someone else.
I keep repeating to myself I don't like him.
But deep down, no mater how many times I've tried to convince myself I don't like him, I know I still do.
I try to convince myself I like someone else, and he means nothing to me.
But when I see him look at her with such adoration in his eyes
My heart crumbles.
I want to just let him go, leave him behind and never talk to him again.
Deep down I know that I might never get over him,
And deep down I know he doesn't like me in that way at all,
And I guess that's what hurts the most.
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Bits of my Heart
Поэзия(Trigger Warning) My poetry may not be the happiest, nor the best, but I try. Here is some poetry that I have written and I am posting. This poetry is a part of me. A part of who I am. By reading this you are looking at me, not at the mask I put up.
