In these desperate time i just want you to be here.
Hold me in your arms and protect me from the world.
The worst part about feeling this way is that I know I can never have you.
You don't want me, but you're not mean about it
You don't tell me to fuck off or to stop.
You don't deny me, but god i wish you would.
Tell me nothing will ever happen.
Tell me i'm not good enough for you, or else i'll keep believing the lies i create in my head,
The perfect scenarios in which you can be mine.
It will be easier for me to have you tell me because i would not believe anyone else.
I'll only take it from you,
I will still cry and the pain will be revolting,
But id rather have you break my heart than me continuing to break my own thinking that we'd be anything more than us.
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PoetryRandom moments of immense inspiration spring upon many people; here are mine.