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i am being protective , you say?
of course, i want to feel like a savior
like a guardian angel sent from above
making sure nothing comes between us
but you make me feel greedy somehow
like i want to have you all by myself
i should not tell you
who you can talk with
who you can give the sweetest smile of yours to
who you can lay your eyes on
who you can tease with your lame jokes
that i'm starting to love now
i know you are never mine to begin with
i should have not lost myself in searching you
i should not be selfish for my own good
as much as i hated it,
when i saw you laid your head on the table
and your eyes wandered elsewhere but me
i understand
i am not the one you are looking for.
YOU ARE READING
Wishful Thinker
Poetry/wɪʃfʊl θɪŋkə/ . of the unreachable dreams . "you don't understand me, you never do you never see words the way I always do now I will bombard you with words see if you will ever be lost for words" started : 180219 ended : 181205
