LUAR BUMI

eleven

I’m saying this won't work out, so I respond to every texts he sent to me.
I’m saying he is just like another guy, so I keep smiling whenever I read his cheesy pick up lines.
I’m saying he never meant anything he said because he is a poet, and so I found myself caught a feeling for him.
I’m saying oh, maybe, just maybe, this will work out, so I gave him another chance after he left my texts on read.

I’m saying maybe he is busy, so I waited for his replies until three in the morning and woke up at twelve with no reply.
I’m saying maybe he doesn’t want me anymore, so I push him away bit by bit. I’m saying maybe he wants me, so I pull myself back until I see someone standing beside him.
I’m saying I’m broken because now I see him with another girl but that is okay because I was never his since the beginning.

I’m saying, maybe, just maybe,
he is as confused as myself.

—Luar Bumi