Watching people fall in love have become my favorite hobby.
Knowing my love life has always been one sided.
Because every single person I have loved,
left and took something from me.
Leaving me empty handed,
heartbroken.
I sometimes wonder,
am I even lovable?
I am constantly waiting,
waiting for the people in my life to leave,
to realize that they don't need me.
I am almost sure that day will come,
leaving me alone,
heartbroken.
Maybe a brain scan could tell me,
tell me why my brain seems to be attacking me.
Telling me that I don't deserve to be loved,
that I will never be enough and will always just be a burden.
Because there must be something wrong with me,
something that makes me,
unlovable.
VOUS LISEZ
It's not all black and white
PoésieA personal collection of all my poems. >TW< This is my first book so if you enjoyed reading my poems feel free to vote and leave a comment. ❤️ Lots of love
