Your games are deadly
I am drowning in your affection
Clinging to the hope that it was ever me you needed,
Ever me that you wanted
I blame myself,
Wondering what I did wrong,
What I said to deserve this back and forth
Your games give me whiplash
But I am so blissfully drunk on your smile
and I don't think I will mind the hangover.
My heart beats for you,
And unfortunately your heart beats for her,
Not me
Yet,
You will act as if I am the only one for you
I find it gets harder to breathe as each hour passes whilst you play with my heart
I want to tell you to be with her,
To leave me alone,
However I am a selfish woman who craves affection,
Even if it leaves quickly and leaves me shattered to pieces
Even when you are not here,
Your ghost haunts me
I find that extremely profound,
Due to my nature
I trust no one,
Not even myself
I have been left broken many times,
You would think I would be wiser or at least tread with more care
But I realized long ago that I am a
stupid, naive, little girl
Who falls in love too fast
What a tragedy.
But that's alright.
Tragedy is beautiful too.
