i think i've realised why.
why i still hurt.
why i still cry.
why i still don't understand.
why i still love you.
the only thing that is stopping me, is myself. and deep down, i just can't just bring myself to let you go.
and i want to. i need to.
the thing is. i know i can't love you.
i never can.
but i still do and that hurts.
and you flirt with me.
oh that makes it harder.
so much harder.
so much harder to say no.
i wish you would stop.
why won't you stop?
YOU ARE READING
gone too far
Poetrysimple. sharp. and hopefully memorable. poetry for the mad. join us. {lowercase intended } ------------------------------ bec g. crawley © 2019