thoughts on you.
october 10, 2017.
9:15 pm.
i don't wanna be a hoe.
i don't wanna be a slut.
i don't wanna be just another girl to you.
i want to find you caring
and i know this makes me naive
but i'm just that little freshman girl
barely not a virgin
that met you for a football game
that we didn't even make it a full quarter through
before a quick downtown rampage.
i think you changed me somehow,
made me okay then suddenly not okay at all.
i caught feelings at first,
they dashed away.
now i'm not trying to sleep with you,
not trying to date you, no.
maybe just be a friend to you.
why can't you allow just that?
fuck, i think he's right.
i care a hell of a lot more than i'll admit.
it's just not for what he thinks i care for.
YOU ARE READING
poetry iv: thot confessions
Poetrywritten in 2017. the end of an era and the beginning of a new one. trynna be some rupi kaur shit but that ain't me. confessions of a self-proclaimed thot.
