You are so frustrating,
so dense
so stupid.
I hate that I wait for you
I hate that I long for you
I hate that I want you.I try to convince myself that these are shallow feelings,
that it's temporary and it'll leave.But how do you manage to drag me back to you without even trying.
You keep plaguing my thoughts.
You are that itch that can't disappear.
You are what I deny myself from.
-Hopeless Romantic Weary Writer of Hearts to the clueless boy
YOU ARE READING
it's one-sided, so I'll hide it.
PoesíaThings I'll never tell you, but share to the world in anonymity.