'I just want to love someone.'
I hate that you say this to me.
'love someone then'
'I don't want to.'
'Why?'
'I know that if I love them the way I want to
They won't love me back the same way'
Fury builds up in my breaking heart.
Anger stretches throughout my entire body.
You will never know
Will you?
Every time I kiss him
I see
you.
Every time he holds me
I want it to be
you.
Every time.
Someday I will tell you.