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Mar 2022
You make me question the what ifs. What if i told you how i feel? What if we had a straight forward conversation instead of tip toeing around topics? When i think about what to say to you only the clichés come to mind like “i hate you because you make me feel this way”.

I have never felt this way about anyone and i dont know if im making this all up in my head but i know im not because i know you and ive talked to you enough. Its not the same as before because im not making a version of you in my head just to get disappointed. The version in my head of you is who you are. I think you’re better than me in so many ways. I finally understand what they felt about me and that it was real for them because i feel that way about you. Tell me you do too? You make me question so much, its unfair.

I go back to when our hands touched thrice. Do you think about that ever?
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lyra
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