Honestly

I don’t want to be strung along.
I don’t want to be a “hello darling”,
If that could be anyone.
I want to be so beautiful,
That I stir up some primitive
Urge
Inside
You.
I want to feel more needed
Than I need you.
Sometimes I believe you,
Others, I feel the lie,
The illness in your voice
The way you talk…
Don’t
Destroy us
Darling.





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