what if your person is
someone else's, too?
what if they're not yours
at all?

I might be better off without you.

I don’t need your lies, I don’t need your attitude.

You only give me fake love, I see right through it.

I’m not your toy, I’m your friend.

You smile when you are with me

Or you use me as a distraction from your pain.

You don’t know the REAL me.

You see the outside, and for now, that’s all you’ll see.

I’ll stay as your friend until you grow up.

Because I only date men who doesn’t treat me as their pet.

we often talk about the future,
how we would love each other.
endlessly.

but,
will you still kiss my scars
will you still love my flaws
will you still take a glance at my bruises
or
worst, will you dare to look at all the wounds that i own?

will you still remember the reason you love me.
you said,
"None of that matters"

but i guess,
it matters now.
as i cant feel you anymore

have you ever thought to fall in love in classic way?
like, two love birds will glance at each other eyes.
or atleast, exchange their favorite books.
or drink coffee.
or cuddle in each other's sweater at 3 am.
so he can play around with her hair.
and tell her how wonderful she was to him,
although she looks like a mess at the hour.

do you ever thought,
that this little simple things can make love grows?
we're all nowadays; actually, not in love.
we're just seeking, desiring, wanting,
to feel the love.

we dont even get the idea of falling in love.
that's why people get hurt.

you dont understand
it's how i fight.
and how i protect you
from being hurt.

but you never seem to understand
what im trying to do
all i want to do is, to save you.

because you know i never know how to spit the word out.
im sorry that you dont understand how i roll
im sorry that im different from the others
im sorry that i crave for you attention too much.
im sorry for being me.

im so sorry. it's just me