IA Poem by unspoken_vocabularyI promised myself I wouldn’t play your game. I wasn’t going to be a “thing” to you… an object. Your green bright eyes made me think you were different, better. I believed that, and with time and talk, it’s the only thing I could see. You’re great. Special. And like everyone else, unique. I do not know why I acted so angry when your showed me your flaws. It’s not like they were foreign. I had met first hand with them for months, and I accepted them then. So the thing I want to understand, is why? Why did I act that way? Was it because I had fallen for you, and I wanted you to feel the same? Was it because I was tired of my own problems? Or was it because I underestimated you? ... Either way, I consider myself as a loser. I lost you, and I don’t know how to get you back. I’m afraid of rejection. I’m afraid of loving you. I’m afraid of dying alone. And I’m afraid of not being what you expect. © 2015 unspoken_vocabularyReviews
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StatsAuthorunspoken_vocabularyCAAboutJust a 16 year old girl from California. I've learned that the only way I can express myself is through writing, so here I am. I would love some feedback :) Instagram: unspoken_vocabulary more..Writing
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