If your feeling the way you do just show me
took that leap but it feels like it's a waste if we not wanting the same things.
Maybe this is all just to pass sometime, a hopeful romantic searching for affection in the wrong places.
I don't find comfort in your reassurance
The feeling isn't mutual when we can go the whole day without speaking
I think you looking to waste sometime and strung me along
I'm aware of your intentions
I'm no different than you
But I'll be the one left disappointed in the end.
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Growing Pains
PoetryA raw and uncomfortably honest reflection on what adulting is really like, from the perspective of a naive 20 something year old.
