why do you have to be so irresistible,
everyone I date..
it always goes right back to you.
I want, need to stop talking to you. But I can’t, because you need me. And I you.
And you’re not even average-looking.
You’re broken in every way possible, it’s true.
But you’re looking for someone perfect.
I want someone to love me, not just despite my imperfections, but for my imperfections.
I liked(like?) you for your soul.
I wish you had an uglier soul.
I thirst for the day when I’ll meet a you that I can completely open my heart to.
I learn to live without; denial.
I don’t know what makes me make the choices that I make.
I’m impulsive. I suffer consequence. I know that.
Why didn’t I cry?
Why didn’t I ask for more?
Why didn’t I stand up?
But then again, I’ve never been a fan of closure.
Perhaps in my subconscious, the decision had already been made.
And this consequence is one that’ll haunt me in a way I never would’ve been possible.