"See I'm just too scared to tell you the truth cause my heart ache can't take anymore.
Broken and bruised, longing for you, don't know what I'm waiting for
Left on the sidelines, stuck at a red light, waiting for my time, and I can't see. Why don't you love me? Touch me? Tell me I'm your everything, the air you breathe."
- x -
I need to wake up, I'm desperate to but I can't. This nightmare I'm living is unbreakable, trapping me in an endless loop of pain. I'm just stuck here in this plain old room, utterly hung up on you and every little thing you do and say.
But all you want to be is friends. Despite it all, that's all we are, friends.
I know being friends is better than nothing, but I despise that word when it comes to you. It's not like I've asked you if you want to be more than friends, but what's the point? You have Eleanor, and you obviously love her. Why wouldn't you? She's beautiful, funny, she's perfect. Unlike me. In the eyes of the public, I'm this hot, sexy lad that is the envy of all the boys and the winner of all the ladies' affection. But it's not their affection I want, it's yours. To you, I'm nothing like Eleanor- I am nowhere near as amazing as Eleanor in your eyes, well, at least not in the same way as she is amazing.
I hate myself sometimes, after all I set you up with El. If I hadn't, then you could have been mine, only mine. If you loved me that is. But I have to remember not to be selfish- if I truly love you, I'll be happy if you're happy, and I am. However, the pain overpowers the happiness.
I'm so scared to tell you how I feel. I'm broken and bruised as it is; rejection would be utter pain. I wouldn't be able to see another day if you were disgusted by me, which you most probably would be. I'd rather stay here longing for you.
But I know that I'd rather not, not really.
I'm just stuck here on the sidelines, a red light stopping me from telling you that if you opened up your heart to me, I could be what you really need, all you need. I'm just waiting for the right time to ask you why- why don't y ou touch me like it's what you crave? Why don't you kiss me? Why don't you tell me I'm your everything? Why am I not the air you breathe?
Why don't you love me?
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This Little Book | larry s. ✅
RomanceSo I’ve got this book. You might be thinking why? What’s the reason behind this state I’m in right now? It’s you. It’s you who is driving me insane. It’s you who makes me feel so confused. It’s all completely and utterly you. Don’t feel guilty t...
