I wish you promised not to make me cry,
Maybe then I'd feel justified about how I feel.
I don't want to cry for you,
You didn't intend to make me cry.
I don't know,
Maybe it's okay to be vulnerable,
But it hurts so bad.
Is it that hard to like me?
I wish you would talk to me.
Tell me how you feel.
It's fine if you don't want a relationship, but tell me that.
I don't want to be in this weird in between.
We're not exclusive, but we are at the same time.
I just feel like you don't want to be with me.
YOU ARE READING
Unfinished Poems
PoetrySometimes I write in the early morning hours. When everyone else is sleeping and I'm the only one up, inspiration sparks.
