Why were you so obsessive
Why did you control
You used my body, broke my heart,
And washed away my soul.
How will I ever trust,
Another man again
If they’re messing with my feelings
How can I call them men
Tell me what I want to hear
Tell me that youll stay
Even though I know youll be gone
by the end of the day.
You cant just leave
Then a month later walk back in
Im trying to move on
From the pain you put me in.
You know I’ll be here waiting
You don’t know that’s what you think
You asked me to come over and stay
And that you’ll buy me a drink
So you can take advantage
Knowing I’m not sober
I wish you never messaged me a month later in October
I refuse your ‘offer’
You can’t walk over me
Just a pretty face, ugly personality.
I wrote this about a guy. It’s a sequel to a short story I wrote about him.