you mean so much to me, more than you could knowI know, I don't show it any more
in fact, I can't
I know, when ever we met I want nothing but to run, run away
Not, because I hate you
you mean so much to me, it even hurts
looking in your direction, in your eyes
knowing I don't matter to you any longer
I can't stand you
My heart can't stand you
DU LIEST GERADE
writing prompts
Poetryjust me trying to get some stuff out of my system by writing them down