let love be a myth,
for it has never felt real.
be that of evidence of realness,
and i wont believe.
fairytale after fairytale,
the name proves itself.
how can i love?
theres no manual after all.
how can i trust in yours?
trust has been broken before.
maybe i'm scared,
though all for good reason.
i let go and catch myself again,
before i give in.
i cant and i wont fall,
because love isn't real.
love is just a myth,
and i'll prove it with you.
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𝗣𝗼𝗲𝘁 𝗠𝗲 𝗔 𝗣𝗼𝗲𝗺
Poetrya collection of letters, poems, and short stories from deep within, a little addiction with it too; welcome to the emotions of the awkward teenage time we all once had.
