this is another pathetic poem
about how i pathetically go on about how i miss you.
and you should know that I'll mention how damaged you made me,
and i know that I'll say that i ignored it because i was in love with you.
and you know that as pathetic as it sounds you know its the only way I'll ever express my emotions.
you know that my existence is made up of broken hearts,
and you know how pathetic is that im still stuck up on you.
i know how pathetic is that all of my poems are about you,
and you know deep down that pathetic poems are all I'll write about you.
because i still fucking want you even if you don't want me.
and
that's
pathetic.
