Babe,
this is not direct, but it simply perplexed; I am perplexed.
You're here, then gone the next.
I say I love you, and I mean it...
but I love him too.
It feels like there's nothing I can do, and I guess I'm right.
I can't think, because when I do I feel like crying.
I feel like crying, because I feel like I'm letting you down; I'm only letting myself down.
I feel like I ruin everything, and I'm telling you now that it's frustrating!
Please help me...I don't know what to do.
He doesn't either...and well, neither do you.
It's not a stupid love triangle, no
that's not how this works.
You, and me, and him all have our quirks.
, but its like I said before
it feels like there's a never-ending door
just waiting to be slammed in my face.
and guess what? It did.
Because he chose her over me.
I was sick of being second choice, so I spoke up with my frail voice.
I gave up on him, and maybe he should too.
Because you were the reason that I smiled when I didn't want to.
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My Poems (COMPLETED)
PoetryThis is just a series of poems that I write when I'm bored. Some are long, and some are short. Enjoy :)