it's kind've funny, if you really think of it. You put on a dress that hugs you in all the right places; Do your makeup flawlessly, and straighten your hair.
then the one who you desperately want and needed suddenly talks to you. When you're prettified.
you're eloquent, you're
ambiguous, and frankly, adamantine.Now he wants you, when you're at your best. When other guys are talking to you. What the fuck is that?
what about the others? stop looking and start talking. If you like it, then I probably like you too, fuck.
then it hits you; he only has wants what he cant have. just like you can't have what you want nor need.
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Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)