Oh tough boy
You treat me so rough boy
You take two steps back with every step you take towards me
So i take five away from you
No one wins this game of tag
And i write your words down in hopes to make a pattern out of your empathy
Do you really care?
Or are we playing one of your games again?
I can't really tell
I don't want to think about it
And i did not realise when i walked so far away but my heart seems to be unable to hold you again
YOU ARE READING
And It Was All Me
PoetryLearning to unlearn my heartbreaks, and loving myself till i am all i see