love has always left me lost
like crawling through a spiralling maze
of unreturned feelings and unspoken words
i'm always stuck in the hands of the wrong lovers
i always fall for the ones who don't want to catch me
and the ones who fall for me i can never hold
why am i always caught between not being loved enough or being loved too much?
you looked like him
but you were just a feeling
an untouchable light
like a moth drawn to a flame
only to lead to certain demise
but every girl loved you
and every boy wanted to be you
you're into the girls with blonde hair
and baby blue eyes
is it because
they're everything i'm not
or am i everything they're not
t.c
YOU ARE READING
When Winter Wallows
Puisimy poetry collection -tc {all writing & photos are my own}
