I am a terrible person.
Thinking of your lips and craving for your body
Wanting to be close to you, more than any other.
Speaking everyday
You seem to try to make me trip up and fall for you

The truth is that, in person
Reality
You differ from who I long for.
It is hard to describe,
Explain
And even harder to comprehend.
But so comfortable over the phone, you joke, I laugh
But when we are together, all those messages get erased.
You do not wish to be there,
You are not phased
By my presence, as I am yours.

"I would have been very surprised, kissed back..."
Impossible. He removes himself from your affection.
You should have...
No, you would have made it worse
He says you're pretty, interesting and cool
No, he is playing you for the fool

Do not fall in love with that which your brain perceives to you as true
Because
I am a terrible person
And will only
Ever
Cause harm
To any and all.

I am the option No One should have chosen or ever choose. I am too messed up and broken for anyone to love, or anyone to fix

Stop your childish games. No one could ever love you, let alone Him. Just try your best to not hurt him and do anything to make Him happy.*
I promise, on my life.