They ask me everyday "how's your boyfriend?"
I know they don't care, not in the slightest
I tell them "I don't know"

I want to tell them though
I want to tell them everything

I want to tell them most days I don't think we are actually dating
Most days I don't think he gives a **** about me
Most days I want to scream "look at me I'm here and I love you"
I want to tell them, but they don't actually care, they are only taunting

I love him, I love him with every fiber of my being
I don't think it's safe anymore
I stopped caring about my safety when I'm with him
He is a drug that I constantly want and yearn for
He clouds my mind and takes my breath away
He is there when I'm awake, asleep, and somewhere in between

He is my drug and to him I am nothing

They ask me everyday "how's your boyfriend?"
Every day I answer honestly with "I don't know"
To them, I am lying
I'm not lying when I say I don't know
We don't talk like that anymore

I love him
Does he love me?
I may never know

Love is not blind,
but he who did not see your worth.

An aesthetically beautiful woman
Is more intimidating to them
Than an aesthetically beautiful man
She will make her question
Her beauty
Her worth
Her value
Way more than the man

you are a poem
that I can’t stop reading
over and over
I want to curl up
in the accidental prose
that pours from your lips
soft lips, beautiful lips
giving me an oxytocin high
you’ve given me a taste
of a lovely addiction
all gas, no breaks
more, more, more

Every day
Every night
All of it
For you

Every action
Every Reaction
All of it
For you

Everything I do
Everything I feel
It's all for you

So please say yes
And I swear.
I'll do my best
All

For you

If there was a room
    full of every single person
          who you ever loved....


Would you be there too?