"I love you" did I even hear that shit right? You tell me you love me, You tell me you support me. Well, what the hell is this thing you call love, why is it poky and mean? Why is unpredictable and unreliable? If love is pushing someone away to spare your pride then you're really nailing it.
Love shouldn't make me feel this way. You throw that word around like it's a used napkin. You strip it of its importance, its impact, and warmth. Loving me is just a chore to you and you aren't even doing a good job at it.
I spend days daydreaming of grabbing you by the neck and shaking the dumbass out of you. Our relationship is merely an obligation at this point. I feel expected to love you and to trust you. The truth is I don't, in fact, id trust a stranger before I even think of trusting you.
If your gonna be manipulative you might as well be good at it. Open your eyes and realize that this little game you started is stupid and it's mean, yet I'm still fucking winning.
YOU ARE READING
I'm very upset
PoetryJust some poetry I guess. Don't read this if your expecting some good poetry with any sort of format at all. Cause this will be messy as shit.
