Truth be told, I am not in love him anymore. In retrospect, I don’t think I ever was BUT I don’t want to know he has settled down, I don’t want to know she is beautiful and her smiles are soft. I heard she is not as stubborn or as passionate as me. I loved you. I loved you naively with my soul too open. I don’t want to know you are getting married. I truly mourned you for months. My soul never been so dark, it cried bloody murder! It doesn’t hurt anymore to listen to some songs we used to love. It doesn’t hurt as much to say your name. But I rather not.
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