I don't want to be that girl he calls in the middle of the night, although I enjoy the attention.
I don't want to be the girl in her feelings about him talking to other girls when I am not even his.
I don't want to be the girl who gets drunk and blows up his phone because he decided not to answer.
I don't want to be the girl who write poetry about a guy who can't respond to her text messages.
I don't want to be the girl who's heart hurts when she thinks of distancing herself.
I don't want to be the girl who falls so easily in love with the potential & future success she sees in beautiful men.
I don't want this...
This lonely feeling, this sorrow to know that all that potential you love doesn't see the same within you.
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 12:37 AM UTC
I don't want to be that girl he calls in the middle of the night, although I enjoy the attention.
I don't want to be the girl in her feelings about him talking to other girls when I am not even his.
I don't want to be the girl who gets drunk and blows up his phone because he decided not to answer.
I don't want to be the girl who write poetry about a guy who can't respond to her text messages.
I don't want to be the girl who's heart hurts when she thinks of distancing herself.
I don't want to be the girl who falls so easily in love with the potential & future success she sees in beautiful men.
I don't want this...
This lonely feeling, this sorrow to know that all that potential you love doesn't see the same within you.
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