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It’s complicated
The reason I’ve been sad lately,
Is because I think you think you don’t like me.

I can’t respond the way I used to,
I don’t feel the same gravity towards you.

I told my therapist about you,
But now I’ll to tell her I didn’t follow through.

My indecisiveness has come to cease,
I know that I don’t love you with all my being.

I love you less than I love tomatoes,
And that would put you way down down low.

But you’re confiding to her,
That it’s complicated and you’re not sure.

It sounds horrible I know,
But I want you to like me while I’m trudging through snow.

I want to leave you far behind,
Just for you to trail me and I’ll keep an eye.

I’ve never felt intimate before,
And after you I don’t want to anymore.

But I did like it at some point,
So there you go you useless joint.

You good for nothing work of art,
You ass hole cheering at the start.

I don’t want you like I did,
But I wish you’d still want me, why’s it complicated?


© Waiteing