It hurts to know
That we couldnt work
Yes i'll pretend to be alright just for you to feel fine
But i'll be dying inside
It hurts
It hurts because i can't look you straight in the eyes without realizing that they use to look back at mine during those summer nights
It hurts because every time we talk i have a tiny hope that things Would be the same
Im scarred
Im scarred to ask if you still like me
Im scarred to hold your hand and you not hold mine back
Im scarred of falling for you
And you not fall for me
But i'll keep whatever hope i have left even if you don't
YOU ARE READING
the typical love story
Poetrypoems notes and thoughts about the relationship and heartbreak I've been through hopefully you can relate
