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Angela Rose Feb 2018
A young girl stands in front of the mirror
Her hands gripping on to her hip bones
And she still believes that she is too fat
She is holding her breath and ******* it all in
Her lips are pouting
Her eyes are wandering
Her face is flushed

She asks herself :
"Do they like me?"

                                                                                             Do you like you?
Angela Rose Feb 2018
You see, I am so likable
My laugh is contagious and my smile infectious
The things I do and the way I am are intriguing to a stranger
My idiosyncrasies have a way of captivating people like no other

You see, everybody loves me
But there is nobody in love with me
Angela Rose Jan 2018
We don't really talk a lot anymore
No more than a "hey" every few months
But I just caught myself day dreaming of you for 5 minutes straight
I just thought about one of the nights where we were staying up late, drinking Bud Lights and watching The Office
I stepped in the kitchen while you were in the bathroom and you saw me when you came out and wrapped yourself around me just to hold me
I just day dreamed about that for 5 minutes straight
Just that
Just your innocent embrace
Just you holding me in the kitchen because you missed my touch
Angela Rose Jan 2018
L is for the way I lose my breath
O is for the only one I am allowed to see
V is very very extra over protective
E is even more reclusive than I have ever been before

And love is all that I have given to you
Love is just a sadistic game to you
We are not in love, we fake it
You've taken my heart and done more than just break it
Cause this "love" was not made for me and you
This is a straight on poetic twist on the song "L.O.V.E" by the late Nat King.
Angela Rose Jan 2018
When you tell me that you love me
Do you really mean you love that I am so reckless and lacking of compassion

When you tell me that you love me
Is it really you saying that you love how long I let you keep your hands wrapped around my throat when we are tossing around in my sheets at 3 AM

When you tell me that you love me
Do you really mean you love that I am so cold and so bitter and so devoid of feeling for anyone other than my own, selfish self?

When you tell me that you love me
Is it really you lying and saying you love me just because you know I could never love you back?
Angela Rose Jan 2018
I used to want to save you
I used to want to be your answer
I used to want to be your guidance
I used to want to lead you to happiness

But I still haven't been saved
And I still don't have any answers
And I still lack all guidance
And I still don't have full happiness
Angela Rose Jan 2018
People always talk about being a perfect match
But nobody ever talks about how abruptly matches burn out
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