I realize now that
Nothing could ever
Happen between us.
I misinterpreted the
Way you looked at me.
Now I'm the one that's
Hurt again.
For getting so attached
Easily. And it's all
My fault. Again.
Blame it on me.
YOU ARE READING
Love Me, Love Me Not.
PoetryLove is different. Love is kind. Love doesn't judge. Love is always there, some place. Love doesn't leave. Love can be tough sometimes, but always works out in the end.