“Can all the ladies and guys leave the room except YOU- I got a message for you- I guess I’ve gained the guts to tell you...”
Dear You...
I refuse to say this Precious HEART of mine fell for THE F#CKBOY I call you...
I mean not so long ago You were in-love with the same LOVE that SPAT you out and BROKE your LITTLE HEART but you didn’t call it that...
Instead like a LION you PREYED another girl that seemed to meet the IDEAL PICTURE of what this World calls ... ‘HOURGLASS FIGURE’
Well... Dear You ...
I’m sorry I only FIT the list for your own PLEASURE
I guess to me that’s what felt like LOVE
“I’m sorry I just got the courage to say these words now”
Dear You...
If you don’t mind LENDING ME YOUR EYES then maybe I’ll understand What everything meant to YOU
FOOL AROUND with a Broken GIRL then hopefully she won’t fall
I’m not saying ‘I LOVE YOU’ But
What about the others ? What about the List Of GIRLS on your Phone? What about ME??
I’m sorry but I can’t keep on CHOOSING your PLEASURE cause I’ll never be like them...
DEAR YOU... Lend me your EYES and I’ll lend you my HEART then maybe we will both understand What we are CHASING... or maybe FIGHTING for...
And I’m not talking about LOVE OR LUST
But
YOU and I
A.M
~Philma
I started allowing you in and I knew I was Philaphobic but it’s as if every time you were around I forgot everything about being Philaphobic...but I guess I was just another rebound