he: why am i so seductive?
there he goes again.
[why did you hurt me?
i received silence in plain.
i hate you, so much
but i hate myself too
that i can't hate you
even in one day]
i: wth did you say? -choke-
he: so am i?
i: no!
he: no huh? i don't believe you.
[but those ocean blue eyes
that i haven't seen
even on skype
made me drools,
your fine nose
that resembles
avril lavigne's
what i adored]
i: yes no!
he: yes no?
i: yes,it's a no
he: whatever
i: gotta go, win her back,okay?
he: right.
YOU ARE READING
hunter ▸ book one
Poetryfrom like to love to hate then start at the beginning again, it was like a cycle, a cycle that i wanted to end yet i can't because i love the every edge of his imperfections, and his perfect flaws [ © 2014 greyfilmplaying ] poetry #48 | short story...
