• hafsa_a 24w

    Like a jewelry box
    I decorated you, not by gems and jewels
    But with feelings and desires.
    I see now that I never really liked "you".
    I was just in love with the idea of you.
    After all, how could a stranger be so special?
    It makes sense. I barely knew you.
    You were just a face, a visual to go along
    With my fantasy, a pipe dream.
    And you'll remain just that.
    A face. Nothing more.