To the boy

I know it’s not
What we thought
It would be
But my body aches
From all of our mistakes
Our souls are wounded
From words exploded
Our lips are sore
From apologies galore
But for every make up kiss
Only hours after bliss
It all starts over again
A you and I pretend
Still there’s no way to ignore
You’re the boy
The boy whom I heart breakingly adore.


14 thoughts on “To the boy

      1. I think sometimes we’re too caught up in either only focusing on giving a part of us or completely keeping everything to ourselves that no good comes out of it at all. But yes, being human entails precisely this. Searching, finding, hurting, completing, breaking, and forgetting. Only to start all over again.

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