Even when I'm with you,
I still feel like I'm alone.
When I talk, it's like I'm see through
But when he talks, you only see him.
You say it's the three of us,
But I know the truth.
I loved you first, then we fell for him,
Then our love got complicated,
And soon I broke it all.
I lost my home.
Your eyes soon darkened to me,
He is the one you light up for.
I wish you could hear me.
I wish you could see me.
I wish you could love me.
I wish I wasn't such a fool.
I wish I still had my home.
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Reality
Short StoryI never know what is real and what is just in my head. These days are worse than any of the others. Some days are better.
