Say we need space,
Say we need time,
We're fucking this up further
When will we realise?
Seems so simple
The thought's so quick
But it's gonna get ruined
If we just call it quits.
Of course this is hard
I don't know why we didn't expect this
Anything could be a possibility
So why wreck that.
I do want you
And I'll tell you that
But I really don't think you understand
I'm not mentally prepared
For all the confusion.
Giving ourself time,
Giving ourself space,
When will we realise,
We're going to fuck this up big time?
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PoesiaMy Love Poems- Where there's feelings Involved, you know I got words to show for it
