poetry // thoughts

me. / i.

how i feel right now?
beyond foolish,
mad,
confused,
hurt,
broken,
& so many more emotions that I cannot explain.
i talked to you yesterday,
to figure where we stood.
i was in love with you,
& you said i was your "sister",
perhaps "bestfriend" is a better term.
i was so foolish to be lead on by you,
I told you to stop.
& you replied,
"i never flirted with you, you just took it the wrong way."
that's what hurt me the most.
so when you said you loved me,
you didn't?
when you complimented me beyond belief,
you didn't mean it?
when you said you wanted to kiss me,
was it all just a lie?
was it all a figure of my imagination?
was I not good enough?
there's so many questions floating around in my head like a feather in a tornado.
there's no way in hell that you could've said all those things & not mean it.
do you not care how i feel?
I guess you don't care about me much.
but at the end of the day,
love is a losing game.
why? you may ask,
because it's not all about,
me.