

For the longest time, She had been my world, And I swear, She was all I had needed. This woman, Was my motivation to work
Looking at her resting on my lap, She was the girl of my dreams, But she was also the girl, Who belonged to many like
There were questions I used to ask myself, like; If I made you a small beautiful world of love, Would you take me with you,
Maybe choices truly were a thing, But for him, Choices were non-existent. Everything had changed, Just like the people he had believed in. Betrayal stared
I used to love sunsets, But only because the movies, Made them look beautiful. I never understood the fascination, Or essence, Of staring at the
In two letters, The conversations that would spell so many words begun. It would have been comforting to know in advance, That no matter how
Y’know, Maybe I did hope she was different, Maybe I did want a version of her, That the world always paid attention to, Maybe I
They wanted a hero, They needed one, But I was too broken to be one. Heroes were strong, They knew what they needed to do,
That which was supposed to heal me broke me. Looking at her, I didn’t recognize her. She didn’t have the face of love, that my
Like a drug I was drawn to him, A man too perfect to grace my sights, I saw my dreams in him, I saw my