Barely together, always apart
That's what it looks like in my heart.
The feedback from friends make it clearer than day.
You never wanted to be my girlfriend.
I started aiming for you in September,
We got together in March.
No one knew what we were
A secret you were determined to keep
An ex you decided to seek.
I am but a participation prize to keep dust in your closet.
The closet you force me in
After lying to me
After forgetting things about me
After forgetting about me
I wasn't yours
You weren't mine
We weren't each others
Though we pretended to be
Maybe it was the unconscious need to be wanted.
Or maybe it was for you.
I didn't feel wanted.
I felt used.
I was used.
YOU ARE READING
Fleeting Thoughts
Short StoryPeotic? Prolly not lmfao Generally a vent book about what frustrates me and whatnot. A mixture between poems, short stories, and poetic diary thoughts.
