The Hopeless Romantic...
You lust me,
But you love me not.
I want to know your deepest secrets, and the passions that make your heart soar.
I want your love so much..
oh so much,
that it brings me to the floor.
I want to sleep next to you,
and write sweet poems about you when I can't sleep through the night.
Then I want to read them to you,
while you're awake,
So you can hold me tight.
But instead you choose the other girl.
Because you always do.
You'll swipe up on my pictures,
and tell me sweet nothings you think I want to hear...
Lust after my body,
as if my mind wasn't here.
I'm the girl you lust after,
not the girl you love.
I'm a hopless romantic,
because I know i'll never find someone who loves me for me...