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j.
i just can’t help it
thinking of you again
even when everything else
is right,
so fucking right.
i still dream about you
and all of the wrongs
you gave me.
you took what felt like years
of my life
when in reality it was just
a few short months.
you made me question
everything
my reality became
consumed with the idea
of you
and then,
as suddently as you
came,
you were gone.
i was left wondering
how i could completely lose
sight of myself
when i looked at you
and how treacherous
that feeling could be
even if it was
next to nothing to you
it almost destroyed me.









