I love to imagine things.

I really love to imagine how far my love for you would go if I was right.

I love to dream of you and me.

But still, when I was imagining things about you,

There was a picture of words that were continuously coming back and forth

And those words are, ‘would you dare to give up the things you love for me if I was right?’.

Would you?

And in that moment,

I really love to stop dreaming.

Because deep down in my core,

I know that there is no reason for you to love me.



John Krux bleeds poetry. He eats words for breakfast

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