NO TiTLE

Weird how the people you look up to suddenly change

How the people you loved for no reason at all stabs you in the back

The smiling faces and the ones that claim they love you talk about you

And we waste our time thinking

Wondering how it'd been like if you never met them

how you would feel so much better

Then our feelings

our insecurities begin to take place when we start to kiss those people's a**es because we want it to be how it was but inside we know that right now is what it is

this feeling won't go away unless what we know inside settles on the surface

That vehement turns into tears

Broken glass

torn pictures

and a healing heart.