i say to back away
and you come closer.
your fingertips graze my waist
and i say not to touch me.
i say shut up
and you keep talking.
you insist you don't want me,
i lie and agree.
i keep saying i don't want you,
i'm finally giving in.
i tried to fight it, i really did,
but somehow gravity always wins.
YOU ARE READING
ampersand
Poetrya collection of trash poetry from a girl who tries to treat people with kindness although many have been unkind to her
