and i try to tell myself that
i can't have you because i'll never be good enough
but i get jealous when you talk to her and smile at her
and i wish that she was me
i tell myself that i fall in love too easily
and i get over people too easily
but somehow i can't get over you
and your smile and the stars in your eyes
and i hate myself for loving you so much
but thats the price i'm willing to pay for true love
yes hello i am alive
YOU ARE READING
3am thoughts
Poesíasad- ass poetry by a sad- ass girl. lowercase intended. my poetry, copyright.