the truth is
i cant stand waiting for you to text back
i hate how long you take
my heart perceives an attack
those are the feelings you create
the truth is
i hate that you talk to other girls
and how beautiful they are
yet i can't help imagining you running your hands through my curls
losing ourselves in your car
the truth is
i'm hopelessly in love with you
and i have been for a while
even though i swore it wasn't true
just promise to kiss me when you call me a liar
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Poetrya collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
