i need you, i dont need you.

RSS

By hannah

why do i care the most about the people that dont care the least for me. what is it. what the fuck is it. is it all i know? how does something feel so real and special to one person and completely meaningless to someone else. i guess i used to be that someone else. and now im the annoying over sensitive, over dramatic, over emotional asshole i used to turn down left and right. but what am i doing wrong. every job i get fired from. every boy i fuck that leaves me. because i dont know how else to communicate if its not with my body. i dont know how to act. i dont know how to speak. my clothes come off instead of words and for a few minutes you think wow, this could really be something. and then the next morning you wait for a conversation to start but it started and ended with come over im lonely. play with me. just for an hour. just pretend. i remember fucking this kid. and i was high as a kite. and i said can you do me a favor. just tell me you love me, i know you dont but please, please just fucking pretend to as your holding my bare skin onto yours. for the love of god just fake it and love me.

This poem has no votes yet.

To vote, you must be logged in.

To leave comments, you must be logged in.

No comments yet.