accusing me
of not giving my heart
and soul to you?
You should gaze into the mirror
and inquire of your reflectionwhat you did wrong;
Cause I already know.
Do you remember when
your best friend
gave you that one piece of advice
that you always abided by?
"Boys don't cry."
I can honestly say
that I do not regret
(or for guilty about)
wanting to see you shed
several tears of pain and agony.
I wonder:
would it be wrong to smile
at your misery?
Please, sir, pardon me
while I pull myself aside
to interrogate my motives
for believing that things would
turn out
according
to
plan.
Oh, sweet optimism:
The nectar of delusion.














Comments
the poem and the image are both so strong love it.
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If dreams are like movies then memory's are films about ghosts...
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"this is agony, wanting you the way i do.."
"dipped in chocolate, your personality doesn't seem so bad"
XxCaitxX
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XxCaitxX
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"this is agony, wanting you the way i do.."
"dipped in chocolate, your personality doesn't seem so bad"
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