You said I'm your best friend,
I said I'm not
I'm barely present at your lows
I'm practically just a living ghost
You said you like me,
I said can't you see I'm walking red
A fire that would literally burn you alive
Why can't you see it
You confessed you love me,
I said you're too blinded by love
Too biased by the red roses
To notice the blood flowing down the thorns
You claim you know me
But how can you say that
When you don't realise I'm fading away slowly,
Engulfing myself quickly,
Bleeding to my death
And that's why when you promised me your world,
I said I couldn't trust the emptiness of it all
- Author: zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 10th, 2024 00:28
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
The other side of passion and Luurve..... Thanks for that....
I've always enjoyed how you write
Extremely talented
Full of emotions the reader can feel
Stunning writing
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