HalfLifejake

I once knew a boy that felt nothing. Who told lies as easily as breathing. He was so good at bringing me comfort, so good at making me feel good and loved when he felt no ounce of it himself. He was good at making me feel. He expressed jealousy of my ability to know what it was like. I expressed mine for his ability to hide from it. I once knew a boy that made me fall hard and deep. He lured me in with a false perception. Pretending to be someone he wasn't. Pretending to be a good human being. He wasn't, in case you are wondering. He was one of the monsters I had been trying to avoid. The ones I see in my nightmares that he tried to