Our dreams were wasted on stupid things. Love is lust it’ll throw you with dust. Once I disappear I cannot reappear. Butterflies that have died over and over again. We catch illusions keeping the feeling we catch the right thing. Who can barely breathe at the simple thought of what we had. So wrong the world goes. Not a single thing is possible sometimes.
But, If love was just a lie, your heart wouldn’t be broken. If love was just a lie, nothing could really hurt you. A bleeding heart with a canyon.
