rose colored boy.
do you know your worth?
i don't think you do.
don't you know how to love?
'cause i'm just making sure.
no, the smiles not coming back on my face,
until you stop insisting i'm worth your time,
because i just simply know that i'm not.
you joke around for days on end,
and leave our time at that.
don't you wanna get to know me,
or at least stop this endless game of tag?
because im pretty done,
rose colored boy.
if you think you can keep doing this to me,
you're really,
really wrong.
YOU ARE READING
a hopeless romantic's winding tales of love and other things.
Poetryventing via poetry, as it seems to move me forward ... enjoy! most of these are probably gonna be super lovey dovey. ♡
