A Misunderstanding

December 4, 2017

I was in love with you

Closed my eyes and dipped myself backwards knowing the enemy laid beside me

I was in love with you

And the way you talked about blue skies and how gravity tears us apart.

I was in love with you

With the way you leaned over and kissed me just before green lights

Could shine so bright I swear your eyes sang tones that only angels could ever hope to reach

I was in love with the idea of love.

But explain to me how I still dream about the look in your eyes when they looked at me

I was in love with the you I convinced myself you were.

I was in love with you.

My mistake that I thought you loved me too.

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