A _______ Boy.- Bella

This is no longer written under “my” for you were never mine.

Apart of me wants to pretend it can still see your eyes,

But they have long faded outside of my mind.

If only you knew how much I wrote for you.

Would it even matter?

You never cared to see me.

To know me.

You liked what I gave you.

Because despite how we felt it was never a love but merely a like.

I need to learn to get rid of you.

I miss what you almost gave me but I can’t expect that from anyone who loves me.

Because you didn’t even love me.

I wouldn’t trade what you almost gave me for what I’ve been given.

This is the last time I’m looking at what I wrote for you.

Not to reminisce but to ruin.

I made something beautiful and it's time to destroy it.