A Beautiful Mess
That's what you are...
How do you go from practically in each other's lives to total strangers? No words, yet in the same space. How am I supposed to move on when I see you everyday? When will thia emptiness within me get filled up?
We were not supposed to connect. You are not whom I would ever dream of having anything to do with. A taboo, yet it was every thing I needed...
We vibes from jump, you the center of me, me your world, or so I thought.
Then the applause, the accolades, the attention... All these stripped the picture of whom I loved. You enjoyed the spotlight. All the ladies love you.
Little old me was no longer good enough.
















