FATALISTIC LOVE ✓

XXX

it was when I met your friend.

that was the sign.

a boy with dimples, beige hair perfectly fitted into a quiff that sat on his pretty head and oval eyes that held sincerity.

I knew there was something about the way you looked at him. because as I was looking at you, falling in love ... you were looking at him and also falling in love.

isn't it funny how I thought I was the one you were falling for?

but every time you looked at me, you were thinking of someone else. what part of us was real?

and as I fell with no strong support, nothing to hold onto, leaning upwards to grasp you- to pull me back to safety ... I realised just how alone I really was.

all I ever had was you.

but it's my fault.

because I'm the one who left you.