One thing i could hope is that
i wont be ******* myself with writing these
**** the grammar
the structure and ****
i want to express myself and thats it.

Theres indeed a lot of things i want to say
giving it all to him would mean
throwing the little self respect
i have left straight out the window

I avoid the moon
My love is not mine all mine
I avoid taking pictures
Who am i showing them to

You have no idea
You’re the only person i want to marry
You’re the only man i want my daughter to look like
But ill just let you live

And keep these thoughts to myself
Every once in a while
I rerun all our conversations
Thinking which day which word

did i make you Unlike me
And every once in a while
I become aware
That the right person would never not like me

You hurt me so many times
You disrespected me
You don’t miss me
You don’t give a **** of what i am doing right now

How does this ****** up heart still search for pieces of you
How could i still love you