I'm in love you.
But isn't it too short of a time to love?
It's too easy to make me fall head over heels,
To make me stupidly in love with you.
But I don't want to.
I don't want to fall in love with you.
It's hard for me to accept the fact that love is only an idea,
That love is only a concept.
But can't you see how much it hurts?
I'm too easy, aren't I.
Never too hard to get,
Never too mysterious enough,
Never your type.
And it hurts,
Because I know, for a fact,
That I'm in love with you
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Depressing Poems
PoetryA collection of poems focusing on the topic of depression. TW: Includes topic of depression and self-harm, includes profanity.
