I have to give you
up in my head.
You're not good for
me. I've already
accepted that this
will forever be
unrequited. My head
and my heart refuse
to accept this but
what choice is there
at their disposal
other than the obvious?
You're so beautiful it
hurts but I've
accepted that some
things in this universe
are to be watched
from a distance, just
like the sun, sea
waves, craters
fire, you.
I am a writer
of internal catastrophe
I'm too much
I crash and burn
you are not dark-souled
or dangerous, I knew
we'd never work from
the beginning. We're so
different and this is
reality not fiction.
-16.03.19 (one) 12.05 am
<girls like you can never love girls like me>
YOU ARE READING
Her words | ✓
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