It’s such a pain.
Seeing you,
Hearing you.
Sometimes I even ask,
Why the fuck do you exist?
Why do you hypnotise me?
Why do you live rent free in my head?
Stop, I’m begging you.
I will cry on my knees,
I will lower myself.
Just please.
Stop.
I did not ask for this.
I never asked God to meet you.
So why..?
...why do I keep wanting you more..?
Through all this pain...
...Why..?
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m i l d a < 3
A poem by me!
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