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I don't love him
I don't love him
I tell myself over and over
I don't like him
I don't like him
I try to convince myself
help me
help me
I silently scream
I already let myself down
and didn't keep up to
my resolution
tears stream down my face
"do you know how beautiful you are?"
why compliment me
when you have me pinned on the crowd?
you finish and you hold me
kissing my forehead so delicately
you kissed me goodnight when you dropped me off but it was so gentle
and sweet
yet I wonder why I can't get over you
I wish I was drunk
so I could confess how
worthless you make me feel
I have gotten to a point
where I don't think I even deserve
*love
I would tell how
your skin
gently touched mine
and how your lips
grazed mine
but I don't know
if you're worthy
of the beautiful words I would use
I did exactly
what I said I wouldn't do
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