It is so scary,
when people start
depending their happiness to me;
Like,
there is a constant pressure
in my mind to not do something
which might hurt them,
leading to divergence of paths.
Thus,
I end up hurting them, anyway.
YOU ARE READING
I already said
PoetryJust a poems from a big girl who don't cry with a glance of love to the boy who never realised her existence
