I Do Not Love You
I do not love you; I love the you I thought that I knew.
I do not love you; I love the you I thought that I knew.
I want to be seen, yet cannot bear to show myself.
I want my readers to come away from my story truly understanding why my characters feel the way they do | think the way they think | act the way they act, or if they do not then I hope they will at least ask themselves "Why?" I want people
When you turn the mind's eye on itself, what do you see?
I'm just gonna raw dog this one onto my blog. If attempt to read this, I wish you luck.