Kissing you
Would be like handing my demon a bullet
He knows I love you and how I feel
In that moment I'll think there is a chance
He'll then say how you don't love me
Which I know is true because you know how I feel
Though you never say it back
Because just like he said
You're using me
Shit I'm doing it again
YOU ARE READING
My shitty poetry
PoetryMy mind is dark My heart is hallo The only light are the things I write So go ahead and follow Follow me into my world and what I think but can't say Follow me to a place where demons rome all day
