Thank you for doubting my love,
and making me feel that
all of my feelings are just some bullshit.
I deserved it,
for I thought this was different,
‘You and I’ is different,
‘Us’ is different
but we’re not.
We’re same as everyone else.
And also you made me see
that I was correct all along,
about hearts that are meant to be broken,
and wounds made to be open,
dreams meant to be shattered,
and hopes to be torn.
Thank you for doubting
on the only thing I thought was real and true,
but now it seems
that you didn’t dig it through.
Now I know
that love doesn’t really last
and people will eventually leave.
One day,
one moment,
one second.
Thank you for doubting my love
and making me believe
that love, definitely is bullshit.
suskeraharu 