I admit it.
I love you.
I don't love you
As much as I could,
But I do love you.
I admit it,
It hurts when I see
You talking to her.
I want to be the only girl
You want to talk to.
I admit it,
I'm scared,
What if you hurt me?
What if i can't handle losing you?
What if i drive myself insane,
Over you?
I admit it,
Okay??
Now if you don't mind,
I'm going to take a bath,
And hope I drown,
But pray that I won't.
Because,
I admit it,
My life is better with you.
For now,
At least.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PuisiRandom poetry I write. It will mostly be depressing, might have a few happy notes in it.