Sometimes your compliments hurt
So much more than any insult
It gives me so much hope
False hope
You once said that
I was brave
You once called me a good writer
I was smart to you
When I wasn't to myself
You made me fall for you
Your texts make my day
Your company makes my week
I wish you felt the same
I see you date
I see them make you happ
I just wish it was me
I dream of the day
The day you call me pretty
The day you say
I'm not wrong
I was right
That you were just as scared
Scared of rejection
By me
Sometimes it hurts
To think it's just my dreams
People say I can have anything
That I am close to perfection
But I don't have you
Sometimes it hurts
That it might be real
But I have to wait
And watch
And hurt
Sometimes it seems
Rejection would hurt less
You're so nice
So kind
So perfect
Sometimes it hurts
YOU ARE READING
A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoetryA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
