I swore myself never loving you again. What you did hurt me too bad and for my own good, i promised myself to never love you again or even have empathy for you. But here i am. Writing this feels like stabbing myself behind the back. Breaking my own rules.
We called, talked, laughed and hung up. One hour, eight minutes and two seconds. I really miss you, you reminded me. I love you, i dont want to... But i love you. And i miss you.
Were planning to meet next week. "Im sweaty after training" I warned you. "I dont care" you said. Enough for me to love you already. You dont care how i look. I really want to kiss you. But i could never tell you that. You'd think im crazy.
I miss you, though i never should.
want to kiss you
though i never would
want to call you but youre not there
want to fall for you
but those feelings are... where?
Im so confused i want to sink
so broken that i need to drink
so fucked up im taking drugs
so in love im talking nuts
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Just Poetry
Krótkie OpowiadaniaHeyy my name is Julie and i really like to read and write poetry, this story is just short and i write down stuff that goes through my head sometimes. It might be disturbing for some people so tske care of yourself. And no matter what you read, dont...
