Why is it so hurtful for just a call?
How tragic we can't even talk
It's dramatic and not healthy at all It suffocates me
Not to hear your voice once in a while
I need you I need your voice
Why is it so unfair when you and I
Both know we want each other
But the stars refused to align
I keep disappointing you and am afraid
You might feel enough and leave me all over again
I hate it
When I can't full fill your wishes
When you did everyone of my own
I'm afraid you might leave me
Thinking I don't feel the same anymore
My milaya I swear to god
The news really did surprised me to the best account
It felid emotions up to my veins with nothing but sadness
It can't be the same anymore
I can't be the same anymore
I never judged my mom over anything but I do now cause of you
I shouldn't really do this anymore
I need to put my needs and interests first
Before anything and that includes you
I need to get reed of the sources of you
I refuse to agree to anything that shouldn't be right
That doesn't feel right
This doesn't feel right
I refused to believe that this is right
But this is true
It's true that this is right
You are not a distraction, no
You don't make things worse, no
It's me who gets distracted easily
I do things I shouldn't be doing
And it makes things worse
I make things worse
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Dead Souls She Ones Loved
PoetryThe sky tuned red. The sun sinking deeper into the core of the ocean. The black curling in while the yellow disappeared behind the massive blue. She felt numb, feeling herself deep under water. The dying sun's final rays falling on her reached out h...