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Nov 2016
I told myself to fall out of love
I needed to know why I fell into it at all
Like late nights talks I missed
Like take care of yourself please
Like fall asleep to me every night
Like please don't let me down again
I let myself down again..

To get myself out of those pools of green and blue of yours
That aren't really either of those colors
But I saw them as those
And now I saw your true colors..
Like you looked better in greys
Like I never really liked girls
Like they all called it a phase
Like I needed to stop feeling trapped
Like love is freeing
And why do I feel trapped?..

So when you didn't need me anymore
And didn't call much anymore
Like not knowing what to say
Like no this doesn't feel right
Like I know I deserve better
Like why did I do this is the first place
Like God look at me now I'm perfect
Like you're a metaphor and I'm in love with similes
Like I'm sorry you will never see it.
Like I see now...your true colors. And how ******* great I am
And how I deserve better

I figured it out
You love yourself
And you give into who you are
Like he's attracted to me?
Cool me too!
So let's talk about me
And him not having a problem with it
Like I'm over you
And you better deal with it.
Because he and I
We're dealing with something new
Like me and you?
That wasn't true
Like me?
I've fallen out of love
*Just like you
By the way..he's a simile too.
Lvice
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Lvice  16/Following the bees
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