I’m not some
Manic pixie dream girl
In that I’m not a Dream
Although I’m frequently
Manic and
A girl.
Instead
I’m a bit messy
Introspective
Get lost in my own head
The men I’ve dated
They don’t understand
They see a facet
And think they
Love
The whole gem
One
And his mop of hair
And dreams for our future
His inferiority complex
And insecurity
Complimented mine
In a clusterfuck of
Teenaged wasteland
And a savior complex
too big for his own
Good
Two
Sweet as cherry pie
A man in need of
A mother.
A solid
Safe
Dependable man,
My colors didn’t match his
And it showed in the
Only mutual breakoff
I’ve ever faced
Three
A shitstorm of emotions
Teenaged rebellion
About 6 years too late
Control and **********
*** and lack thereof
“You’re the one I want to keep”
And gloves that lit up the night sky
A string of bad decisions
Which led to a text.
Don’t date
Your coworkers.
I’m alone now
And feel every minute.
They say there’s someone
For everyone
Can someone handle my colors?
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 7:57 AM UTC
I’m not some
Manic pixie dream girl
In that I’m not a Dream
Although I’m frequently
Manic and
A girl.
Instead
I’m a bit messy
Introspective
Get lost in my own head
The men I’ve dated
They don’t understand
They see a facet
And think they
Love
The whole gem
One
And his mop of hair
And dreams for our future
His inferiority complex
And insecurity
Complimented mine
In a clusterfuck of
Teenaged wasteland
And a savior complex
too big for his own
Good
Two
Sweet as cherry pie
A man in need of
A mother.
A solid
Safe
Dependable man,
My colors didn’t match his
And it showed in the
Only mutual breakoff
I’ve ever faced
Three
A shitstorm of emotions
Teenaged rebellion
About 6 years too late
Control and **********
*** and lack thereof
“You’re the one I want to keep”
And gloves that lit up the night sky
A string of bad decisions
Which led to a text.
Don’t date
Your coworkers.
I’m alone now
And feel every minute.
They say there’s someone
For everyone
Can someone handle my colors?
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