Jealous of the person I used to be. Jealous of the people I used to be with, even though they were no good to me, and drowned me in their sea of lies and betrayal. I tried everything to get you off my mind but you're stuck. And I'm so desperate that I'd try everything to kik off the drugs I call your name. I'm being jealous of a girl I don't even know if you like her for sure, but she seems like your type. And I keep trying and trying and trying to be the best for you but I know that you'd like me more if I was myself. I keep telling myself you're not the one for me because my head knows that but my heart doesn't.
The heart feels what it feels.
But this wasn't about who it thought it was..
- M
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The Moon Knows We Are In Love
Poetryjust some random thoughts that I wrote down which became these poems enjoy <3
