Don't follow me
Don't text me
Don't wanna know your name
Don't ask me, don't tell me
Never wanna see you again
Don't see me, anxiety, it brings me pain
It was okay, It was okay,
But the implications, Don't wanna be more than friends
So please sir I ask of you don't ever call me again
AN:
Lightly inspired by something that happened but exaggerated for the sake of poetry. A guy at school that I'm not exactly friends with but am nice to the used to be someone I peer mentored kept making me uncomfortable because he wouldn't give me personal space when I had class with him and constantly tried to do stuff with me outside of school and because he doesn't get social ques he didn't understand when I kept making excuses not to do something outside of school with him for months that I wasn't interested, and I gave him my number before as friends assuming that it wouldn't be a big deal but he also asked me over text which was awkward and finally the other day I came up with an excuse yet again and he asked well can I at least give you money to buy something (no special occasion btw) and it kinda freaked me out so I talked to my counselor and blocked him and avoid contact in class. And there's a kinda simplified version of my story, and where this poem came from
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Angel's Poems
PoésieA collection of poems I have written some of which are in books of mine or posted individually for votes. Some of them are kinda cheesy or typical. I hope you like them. Also some of the poems were written specifically for the books that they are fr...
