Messy heart # 3

The ongoing emotions and thoughts of something so strong, but now is nothing.

We were a secret, strongly in love, but nobody knew. We kept this infatuation a secret, but one look into each other’s eyes, and we knew exactly how we felt. We were crazy in love with each other, but we were a secret. Maybe that’s how love blossoms without the need for people to try to disrupt that beautiful thing we call love. Yet here I am staring down the bottom of a liquor bottle, and you…you are nothing but a memory. My mind racing at every chance it could get. I couldn’t handle the thought of keeping us a secret, the thought that nobody knew you were mine, the thought that maybe you wanted to keep me a secret. My insecurities getting the best of me to lose you. Trapped inside my own head like a f*****g jail cell. Ripping through every memory and thought trying to find a way to fix what I ruined, but just like our love for each other I keep my thoughts a secret.