To him:
Make a decision
Quit flipping back and forth
Want me or leave me
Stop playing this game.
I'm not your game console
For you to play with
When you have nothing better to do.
I love you
I do
More than anyone will know
But I will eventually have to choose me
Over you
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts of a Quiet Girl
PoesíaThinking hurts Especially when your thoughts Are trying to kill you
