disbelief

i’m sorry i keep making you smile.
i’m sorry i helped you have a nice day.
i’m sorry that you’re in denial.
i’m sorry that you’ll never look at me in the same way.

we were meant to expire on the summers end.
we watched the days expand and fires burn out.
we followed our desires, were we even friends?
we walked through the sand, with my mind in doubt.

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