I don't really like it when you stay
And giggle at my jokes or look at me with admiration
Which I knew I won't be able to return
I don't like it when you do things for me
Bring me gifts, remember dates and cry when I am sad
I hate to admit it
I liked when you did things for me
But not after you fell for me
You do everything in your power to make me stay
While I can't even do the bare minimum
You did so much for me
But I couldn't do the same
I don't know why
You ignored me and I hated it
Making me believe
You might leave me tonight
I want you to leave
But a part of me wants you to stay and wait for me if you can
Your mother hates me maybe after what I did
I begged her to give me a second change
I swear I won't ruin it this time
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Dead Souls She Ones Loved
PoetryThe sky tuned red. The sun sinking deeper into the core of the ocean. The black curling in while the yellow disappeared behind the massive blue. She felt numb, feeling herself deep under water. The dying sun's final rays falling on her reached out h...
