For awhile there, she convinced me
that our love was the type of love
that could not be mimicked,
controlled, or destroyed.
And for awhile there, I actually
started to believe her.
But when the end came near,
she was the one who was
controlling our fate,
mimicking our so called love
with someone else, and destroying
everything that took us
so long to perfect.
Published on February 13, 2014 17:32