do you hate me?
do you truly love me or are you just saying it to make me feel better?
are you sure you love me?
do you like me?
do you think i’m as pretty as the other girls?

why do you love me.

for you

to

at least
pretend

that you



love

me.

today is the day to celebrate love

and yet my love
is not here
or making the effort
to celebrate

i look and look and look
and everyone else
takes time out of their day
to celebrate their love


and i
beg and beg
and beg
only for
nothing to
happen.

every day is a struggle and i no longer want to wake up. it is truly over.

how it feels to hurt hurt hurt

until
i can’t

hurt anymore

and all i feel
is dread and emptiness

just how much longer can i take this

my future is you