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I need her to love me, But I do not want to love her, I only want her sensation, impermanent. Oh how sick I have become!
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Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 4:03 AM UTC
I am sick
I need her to love me, But I do not want to love her, I only want her sensation, impermanent. Oh how sick I have become!
I am convincing myself that loving her is a bad idea. I say, it is my need right now, but love is something altogether different. It is much more subtle than what can be created with her and me. It is not a good match. So I tell myself that do the right thing and leave her alone. But I still find myself uncontrollably trying to talk to her, seek her company. And I am so confused. Such a conflict.
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Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 4:03 AM UTC
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