I sometimes wonder if what I felt for you
Was love,
Or if what I felt for you
Has ever been felt,
Or if what you made me feel
Was something completely new and beautiful.
Which if it was,
I'm forever indebted to you.
And if it wasn't,
Thank you for fooling me.
YOU ARE READING
White Noise
PoetryThe filter between my mouth and my mind. Amazing cover by @WickedWave. She's incredible and i 10/10 would recommend :)
