it's hard pretending that i'm okay. pretending that i don't spend every waking minute thinking about you, that i haven't felt something for you since that one day during second period of freshmen year, that i am willing to part seas and re-arrange the galaxy for you, that i have falling completely and utterly in love with you and you? you see me as a friend. it's like you don't remember the countless hours that we spend on the phone or the times where we ditched class to hang out at the coffee shop or track practices that we wasted lying down on the high jump mat instead of practising our own events. i pretend that i am not head over heels in love with you and you pretend that we never happened.
romantic poetry
By miaandalon17
not really about romantic poetry, just shitty poems from a shitty poet. More