"Just want me back," I yelled toward the moon.
After the echo of my voice stopped I heard a voice.
"I don't know how."
I turned around and was met with the green eyes that made my brown eyes fall with tears.
"You do, you just don't want to," I whisper only loud enough for him to hear.
"I don't know how to , in the way that you deserve," he said slowly looking at me.
"I don't deserve much, I just want you." I said walking towards him.
"You deserve more than I could ever possibly give you & that's why I can't want you. I could never do right by you. I could never ... love you."
Once I heard those words I knew there was nothing left to say that would help.
He was right. He didn't love me the way I deserved. He wasn't good for me , but dammit I didn't care. I didn't want good. I didn't want "what I deserved"
I wanted him.
YOU ARE READING
My bleeding heart
PuisiI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
