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The boy who calls himself a man

by @LexiJ

I've lost myself in search of you Your words keep me up at night Looking at my phone, wondering why I'm not enough I never wanted to give you a chance But my friends convinced me to, so I did and for a while it was good, golden We became close fast. Fast forward two months at a party We're all drunk and you won't leave me alone Your words echo in my ears "Im only your friend cause you are friends with _____" I'm trapped, you tell everyone near us the same story I shut down, I don't want to cry, I didn't like you to begin with So why do I care so much I don't talk to you the following days, I need to get away from college I go home, my friends yell at you, you apologize? 'cause after all you were "blacked out" you don't remember saying it, but I remember ever detail I can't hold a grudge so I take your lame excuse and tell you we're fine. two weeks later you want to hang out, I'm bored so why not You come to my room and now my favorite movie I can't stand to watch But, I stay your friend, I can't explain why I should hate you, but I can't Semester break comes and goes with nothing but a few words spoken over the entire month "are we good" "why wouldn't we be?" After all you let him in your room You invited him in You never said no It all goes silent First party back you black out The next day your friends tell you how he was holding your hand, Kissing your neck, and telling you, you can fix him I hate him, but I don't I want to fix him, but that's not my job I'm barely 18, he's 20 I avoid him for weeks scared of what he might say But next time we talk he says he was "blacked out" It's starting to sound over used with him but here we are six months after we first met and I still can't hate him
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Mar 5, 2023
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