Don't fall in love with me
Because I have so much love to give
I will suffocate you and drain you
I will leave you gasping for air
Don't fall in love with me
For I don't know how to love myself
I depend on others for my happiness
I am terrified of being alone
Don't fall in love with me
I am a natural disaster
I will destroy you
Please don't fall in love with me

You're not an orphan
Both your parents are alive
Yet you act like a victim
And crave sympathy

I remember that night
The night I told you not to kiss my lips
Oh but you found a loophole
You told me your life story
And I felt sorry for you
So much sympathy
You teared up
And then you kissed...
My body...
Every inch of it
But not my lips
Oh no
You kept that promise

And I fell under your spell
The begging in your eyes
For sympathy

The fact that you've tried to **** yourself twice
The fact you come from a broken home
Yet so many people have been good to you
So many have loved you
Yet you are fed from sympathy
You love it
You love to be the victim

A few months down the line
I've loved and loved
And given my all

And I didn't allow you to act as a victim anymore
You can't get away with everything because of your past
That doesn't give you the right to be a miserable human to me
And then the threats came
"You make me want to commit suicide"
After all the love I gave

Victim
That's all you want to be
And that's all you will ever be

I wish you didn't kiss me
I wish we never met

Because I loved you

Why does the cheater
Get a happy ending?
Life isn't fair

The boy with
amber eyes
was
destined for
glorious things.
And all those
he met could
tell
he had a special
light
in his eyes.
but the girl he
loved
dimmed his
light
when
she fell for another.

The writer is a writer
simply because he writes,
the words flow unto the page
from the depths of his subconscious.
He's hypnotized by language
becoming entranced with every line.
What he truly seeks is
at the tip of his grasp
always falling out of reach,
so he beats on
down the road with
no end in sight.
Wishing to be over the hill
instead of under it.

I’ve waited for you,

  for

          so

                        long.


i’m tired now. but I hope
one day you remember me.

all those,


                                efforts

               ­ texts,

calls.

You ended it
The week I said no
The week I said
I wanted to slow down
The week I said
I wanted to get closer to God again
The week I said
I wanted God to become the centre of our relationship
The week I said
No
The week I said no more touching
The week I said no more
The week I said
No to ***

And I am very insecure
Is that all I was?
Was I just an object of lust and desire?

My heart aches
I feel used
And I hate you more each day