“Can all the ladies and guys leave the room except YOU- I got a message for you- I guess I’ve gained the guts to tell you...”
Dear You...
I refuse to say
this Precious HEART
of mine
fell for THE F#CKBOY
I call you...
I mean not so long ago
You were
in-love with the
same LOVE
that SPAT you out
and BROKE your
LITTLE HEART
but you didn’t
call it that...
Instead like a LION you
PREYED another
girl that seemed
to meet the
IDEAL PICTURE
of what this
World calls ...
‘HOURGLASS FIGURE’
Well...
Dear You ...
I’m sorry I only
FIT the list
for your
own PLEASURE
I guess
to me that’s
what felt like
LOVE
“I’m sorry I just got
the courage to say these words now”
Dear You...
If you don’t
mind
LENDING ME YOUR EYES
then maybe I’ll
understand
What everything
meant to YOU
FOOL AROUND
with a Broken
GIRL
then hopefully
she won’t fall
I’m not saying
‘I LOVE YOU’
But
What about the others ?
What about the List
Of GIRLS on your
Phone?
What about ME??
I’m sorry
but I can’t
keep on
CHOOSING your
PLEASURE
cause I’ll never
be like them...
DEAR YOU...
Lend me your
EYES and I’ll lend you
my HEART
then maybe we will
both understand
What we are
CHASING...
or maybe FIGHTING
for...
And I’m not talking
about LOVE OR LUST
But
YOU and I
A.M
~Philma
I started allowing you in and I knew I was Philaphobic but it’s as if every time you were around I forgot everything about being Philaphobic...but I guess I was just another rebound