Cause it was all fun and games before you get to know me
That's when you truly stopped feeling so stronglyYou got a look of what the room beholds
And rushed to close oh those damn doorsA little freak inside her head
No one really gets in her bedWho would want to spend their time
On one such piece when they can make a dimeIt's a crime what they do
three simple words you need to keep trueRepeat after me and then please be free
Touch her soul, be kind but not too bold
Listen intently while she speaks gently
Don't push until she really feels
then by all means run for the hillsCrush her soul
never gets too old
Stop talking and keep walkingShow where coldness hid,
while the sun deceivingly sit.Prove what she saw never existed
Let her know that she truly missed itNo warnings signs no early cries
Wait patiently to hit
after all you dont want her not to litRemember to put yourself first
and truly make her trustDon't treat her as the one
Show her you still got plenty of timeNever forget to mention the one who got away
And remind her she will never be theyBe clear when she is near
that she will never be your dearTho at the beginning
make her truly spinningRead everyone else correctly
just so she can fall fast and directlydown the pit of what ifs
Show her that there are many cliffsLet her crash
after all she is replaceable
Many like her are so predictable
Keep going ahead until you meet the next baitDont forget to mention how much youve hurt
So when she wants to leave she feels your damn needThose simple rules never forget
And I promise you wont regret
Life is fun when you never care
Just bring strong hate, hurt and despair
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Mess of thoughts
RandomI am a young adult trying to navigate the world around me. You could follow my journey and obstacles through my stories and poems. Truth is, not all of it is about me. I guess I just want to make people think and feel. We often get lost in our own w...