I was not ready but you were a fantasy
I could not resist the smile you set on my face
The butterflies you set at war in my stomach
The world we created was real
It had everything in a fantasy only the heart could create
As you only lied to my chats every day
You betrayed my feelings
It was not until I grew over my feelings that I realized
Our relationship was paper love.
All of the magic went once the paper was torn
With all your messages written in nothing but a heartbreak
We lavished time without investing in the moments
Simply because we were a thousand miles apart.
Far from each other
The wind always found a way of blowing sensation to out different ends
I could not tell originality in your words
Still, I let myself be carried away by the sweetness in every word you wrote me
I can say I was a fool who needed love even if it was broken
What can you say about yourself?
What is your story?
The picture no longer exists because like a paper boat it has sailed away.