You asked to fuck me.
I said no
I thought it was sweet that you asked, though.
Then you asked again.
I said no
I thought it was weird, but it was the end.
You asked again.
NO
When did no stop being a full sentence?
You say you just want to feel me around you.
Kind of gross and once again, no
Now you lay there on your phone with your back towards me.
Your eyes on anything else than mine.
How did I become the bad guy?
YOU ARE READING
My Head's Above Water
PoetryLosing the one you thought you'd have forever will really put things into perspective. Life and death, love and hate, the old and the new. Lay back and relax, we're getting over a heartbreak one miserable poem after the other.
