Words would overwhelm me when it came to thoughts about you
My fingertips will ache for release just to get a few lines out about you
I feared the words that would pour out of me and the confessions I would confess to a page would have me amazed
How was is possible for me to be so obsessed?
But you're no longer it

No longer the man I pour out my fears to onto a page.
Stomp my feet in a childish rage for
Face red and blue because I couldn't have you
Run well deep into myself to avoid loving you
Staring at your name to will you to text me, acknowledge me
You were no man but a boy
I was blind
Too drugged up on hopeful ******* to realize the ME wasn't wanted but my outer shell

It took me a while to realize it
So stuck on stupid
I'm no longer a fool
I've learned a valuable lesson
But thank you for the experience
I would never repeat it
You're no longer my muse