He saw her and he tried
ignoring the hurt all he did was fight
Maybe she didn't notice.
Maybe she hadn't cried
About him because he did about her
for her; ignoring his own hurt
Maybe she was alright.
What's alright isn't all that's right.
She couldn't stand the fact that he was hurting
had she known she wounldn't be behind a curtain
of secrets and lies.
The lies died.
The secrets died.
The hurt died.
But still she cried,
she was alright.
All was right.
She was okay. He was okay.
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Graceless
RomanceGrace is an enigma. The words are smothering, stealing her breath slowly each day. Chances are it'll be the death of her. Chances are it'll be her undoing. But maybe, just maybe; there's a miniscule probability of it being her 'doing'. "Maybe," his...
