He’ll never want you
None of them ever did
What makes this time any different.
His eyes don’t even look your way.
Your face never even crosses his mind.
He doesn’t want you.
He never will.
You can’t deal with your problems
you’re too fat for this one,
Just like last time
Too many issues.
Too many problems
Cold, oh so cold.
What makes this time any different?
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ØVERTHINKING
PoetryØverthinking leads tø fear. Fear leads tø anxiety. Døn't knøw what's inside øf me. F A L L I N G Everyøne has their demøns. Søme møre than øthers. These are mine
