Crushed

Poetry assorted like chocolates, but probably a little less sweet

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1. you.

Not only is your love a drug, but you are, too.

I'll try to escape,

But you'll always be right there.

Waiting.

Waiting for me.

Always coming back for me.

I know you're bad for me.

But I can't help but feel I need you.

I shouldn't need you.

Why am I so sad without you?

I need you, but I hate you.

I miss you even when you're right next to me.

When am I not mad at you?

I love you, I know I do.

But then I remember you're bad for me.

I allow myself to breath your smell.

It's intoxicating.

But with that said, it's obvious that you're toxic.

I used to tell my friends you felt like home, but I never really felt it.

Did I ever really feel you?

Did I ever really know you?

We're best friends and lovers,

But at the same time, we're strangers.

We used to be just like twins, but now we're opposite.

Contradicting.

Like my feelings for you.

One week I feel something great and glorious.

Like you're actually trying.

But then next we're back at it-

Screaming and fighting.

You drain me and I'm always tired.

Sometimes I even feel nothing.

Now tell me,

Are you who I thought you were?

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