How could you be so different?
One time you're cold to me, but then it's you, where my heart melts into.
I blink once, you start to turn from sweet to bitter,
I blink twice, you're again with her.
I feel like when it's you, it's like walking through Toys R Us,
I'm on the shelf at the back, at the bottom, nothing to discuss.
You're a magnet, every girl runs to you,
but when I do, apparently you have no clue.
I try to pull you forcefully to me,
but you push me away, so what's the tea?
Then I start to ignore you cause I can't deal with your behaviour,
suddenly you're interested, f*ing player.
02.02.2019
YOU ARE READING
Short Poems
Poesía„If we weren't drunk that day, would you put everything on replay?"
