why is it
that when he finally caved
i was no longer in love with
his hands,
why is it
that when he told me he loved me
i was already bored of
his words,
why is it
that when he kissed my collarbone
i didn't crave
his fingertips on my skin.
i should be in love
with this boy who
gave himself to me,
yet here i am,
giving him another excuse
to why i can't be there.
why is it
that i love the chase and
not the boy.
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 9:52 PM UTC
why is it
that when he finally caved
i was no longer in love with
his hands,
why is it
that when he told me he loved me
i was already bored of
his words,
why is it
that when he kissed my collarbone
i didn't crave
his fingertips on my skin.
i should be in love
with this boy who
gave himself to me,
yet here i am,
giving him another excuse
to why i can't be there.
why is it
that i love the chase and
not the boy.
thisonekindofhurt
