Literature
i was once upon a time
I want to be the girl you use to forget about the one you miss.
I want to wrap my arms around you, sit across your waist, and ask you what you want.
You will reply with, "I want you to be her."
You will kiss me, and I'll sigh into your collarbones as your hands slide down, familiar.
I want to be the girl who will lie next to you afterwards, as you tell me things you remember.
I want to watch as traffic lights travel across the walls, like ghosts vanishing into the dark.
You will say: "I wish I had met you before. Before everything. I could have loved you."
You will look at me, and when you do I will know you're lying.
I want to be the