Why doesn't she love me. Is she not capable? Or is it me.
The answer is really scary because the truth makes you see.

Why do I want someone that doesn't want me back.
It makes no sense. Before you came I was on track.
Following my dreams without any distractions.
But the dreams changed because of our interactions.

I just wanted to be next to you. On your side.
I didn't ask for a girlfriend or the eventual bride. Just you.
40% of people go through diagnosable depression after heartbreak.
This choice I would not take, if I had known this was at stake.

You don't deserve my pain or poetry. Yet somehow you do.
Why the **** are you still in my life, distance is due.
Get away from me you ignorant Witch. You *****. You shrew.
HOWEVER, if you called right now, I would run to you.

No matter the distance.
I am weak to you with no resistance.
Although I fight these feelings, they are persistent.
I crave the day this feeling goes away and you are non existent.

I don't mean that last bit. Well, kind of. I don't know.
I edge towards being okay but am I really though.

Mad times for me. Mad times for everyone.
I live in South Kensington with a Nun.
What the actual **** is going on.
I think this all stems from the relationship with my mum.

I need to build a relationship to myself
That's before I can have a relationship with someone else.

That is a difficult process. Self love and respect are not taught.
You have to learn them yourself, and can not be bought.
I've tried.

I'm alright I guess. I'll get over it. Right?
I'm sure there is an end in sight.