I want him to be mine simple and unconventional nothing the world hasn't heard before
I want him but he says no
I want him but in a drunken jealous rage i slapped his face i cursed his name i hid in the shade
I want him but he says no its the wrong time its the wrong place I slapped his face I crossed the line the past cannot be erased I have scars he says no space to be hurt again I ask him, where is the room for healing where is the room for breathing?