You called me your"Best friend" and that made my blood boil.

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You called me your"Best friend" and that made my blood boil.
Will you tell her about me one day? The one who taught you how to feel and how to love, the one who stuck around when you showed me multiple times I should let go, the one who showed you how to make love and not just fuck, will you tell her about our adventures and what we wanted but the universe wouldn’t allow? Will you tell her the good things? Or will you make me the monster in your story?
I don’t wanna be the bad guy
Sonnet or Ode?
I could write a sonnet
Describing your beauty,
Or an ode
About what you mean to me;
But it's so hard to find the words
That best fit you;
Because I love you in ways
I have never loved someone.
I have a lot of regrets, I regret not going to class more and I regret everytime I told my mom I hated her and I regret telling people things they didn’t have the right to know but one thing I will never regret is you.
Do you regret me?
Sometimes I wonder what I'd do if you came running up my mother's front porch and beg for my forgiveness and beg for me to take you back, I wonder if I'd slam the door and never look back or would I run into your arms and say "yes of course" and we'd be one again, would I ask you to prove yourself before we started anything?
Sometimes I wonder if your kissing someone new, then I stop cause I'm realizing I'm better off without you but god I go back to the first thought, please run up the porch..or wait don't do that I've spent to many weeks fixing everything you've broke and seeing you will only rebreak everything I've fixed but my darling I so desperately want to see your face
-sometimes I just need to stop wondering about things that are already over
It's 9:07pm
She may be stunning
But does she have a heart like mine?
One that can turn back time
And fall in love like the first day we met
She may be sexy
But does she hold you when you cry?
Wipe the tears from your eyes
And tell you that "you will always be mine"
She may look the part
But she will never be me
Kind, loving and everything you need her to be
And I will remind you when you know it then, that you shouldn't have asked us to become 'just a friend'
She Lied
“I lied,” she continued, “I’m sorry, please forgive me.” I looked at her straight in the eye. Tears flowing down her cheeks, I extended my hands to wipe them away. I reached in to kiss her lips and she willingly gave in. I gave her my last kiss. “It’s okay, forgive yourself.” I said and walked away.
I went back to the place where we fell in love. I could hear my heart crushing under the memories.