Want

February 28, 2018

Why am I so stupid?

How could I let myself fall?

I want him

I need him

and he doesn't want me.

My soul brightened,

and his walls went up.

It hurts to see him in pain.

Emotionally.

Physically.

Mentally.

And not be able to help,

because I am me.

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