how foolish is this heart that beats for someone whose heart.. beats for someone else?
how stupid is this mind that goes crazy thinking about someone.. who's thinking about someone else?
perhaps I'm a masochist..
I knew since then that we can't be.
That us is impossible.
That us is just a dream.
A dream I so long wanted to be real.
A dream I so long dreamed..
what a shame.
It cripples my heart.
It sends daggers through my heart.
It makes me feel blue.
And I don't want it.
10:35 pm | 04.09.2019