broken peoples club
{an incomplete collection of words i wrote for him}
you were never how i expected.
when i first met you, over two accounts made for broken people with hidden feelings
i did not expect someone like you to be
feeling the same as someone like me
but what did i ever know?
all i was, maybe still am, is the walking stereotype of the fractured people screaming that there is no one who feels like me, no one who hurts like me
while knowing all to well that wasn't true
because all of our friends
were apart of our broken peoples club
but hey, at least i met you in that club of darkness,
it was fascinating how one person could be so bright and vibrant
yet feeling just like me
wondering how you ended up like
me
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