people say
you fake it 'till you make it.
so i faked a laugh for the boys.
i faked my body for some pictures.
i faked my love for him.
i faked, and i pretended that i loved him when really i loved her.
and i faked and faked,
but i still wait for the day
when i'll make it.
(a/n: THIS CHAPTER WAS WEAK AS FUCK LMAOOOO)
ESTÁS LEYENDO
poetry from a girl in love
Poesíathe loving, the hating, the searching, the healing. [ inspired by rupi kaur's milk and honey ]
