Hate to admit it
I still think of you;
It's not my fault tho
You are the one
who comes and goes
you don't even know what for.
And I,
I'm telling myself
not to fall
and to forget
and
I'm almost convinced
that I'm done
and-
You make me
all at once
confused
and sore
I'm tired of people who don't know what they want. Be sure or not come back at all.
(not in this place right now but felt like this a while ago. Almost 2 months later I'm done and feels great to close doors)
Written on May 4, 2020
© ,Maria