They were all lies
The 'I love yous' and 'I'm never leaving yous' were all just words
Something he would say to make me feel better
We haven't ended things
Not yet, anyways
But to everyone else, we have
He wants me to say we broke up to anyone who asks
Wants me to act like I'm not in a relationship with him
What's the point of being in a relationship, if you can't act like it?
I'm torn between breaking up with him
And staying with him
I don't want to hurt him
But I don't know if he'll really be hurt
I want to still be able to hug him publicly
I want to be able to call him my boyfriend
But he just doesn't want that
He let's everyone else's opinion bother him
If he really loves me, why would it matter what anyone else thinks?
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Poetry
PoetryThis is a book filled with poems that I have written myself. Most of them are depressing, so you have been warned.
