stop worrying about me
and if you could stop blaming me
I would ask you to do that too
for flipping the wrong page first
I was telling the truth
for complimenting you wrong
I was being myself
But you can stop blaming you as well
I always knew you were between rocks and heartbreak places
You gave me every warning
That's why although the soft parts of me are floating
The rest of me is fine
The soft parts of me are faking
The rest of me is thriving
After being asked not to be me
The rest of me is going to be fine
You're going to be fine as well
As soon as you decide that that's more important
YOU ARE READING
for now
Poetrypoems for this time and to an incredibly beautiful girl. a reminder that people are mostly good. feelings are mostly good. life is good and life changes every day. Feelings protect you, and it's okay not to be okay.
