B O R E D ​

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it's 1 am. The time where I probably will spill crazy shit about myself but stop just in time because I don't do that anymore.

I titled this bored because the real reason that I am awake is maybe so I can talk to you . I miss you but I also hate you.

I wanna see you and also kiss you.

It's crazy how much one person can consume every thought that manifests in your head no matter how unrelated it is.

Hopefully, I get rid of it.

Because honestly, it's such a nuisance to care about someone who could give care less about me.

It's not fair to you says my brain,

He might still fall for you says my heart. 

Listen, change is a big bitch.

Me from five years ago wouldn't want to pull you in for a long hug and kiss you till my lips are sore but the new me would (me from 5 yrs ago would never confess lol).

I feel like maybe there is something you know.

BUT I WANT TO TELL MYSELF THERE IS NOTHING SO I CAN MOVE ON.


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