Sunday, April 17

hurt me softly

i don't think you understand how i feel.
if you do, well then you can go fuck off because you really must not give a shit about me.

and i'd give up everything, change anything for you.
and you just think i'm some little toy.
good for a laugh now and then, a little playful flirting,
and then you just up and leave.
like it never even happened, let alone mattered.

i'm not worth anything to you.
i've written you a letter in my head.

it starts out a little like this:

Hey you :)
I think you are possibly the coolest person I've ever met.
And that's quite a compliment, 'cause I know a lot of awesome people.
And I just think you should know that I'm completely falling for you.
So please, if you feel the same at all, let me know now or forever stay silent.
Not literally, though.
If you don't feel the same, I understand that. And I want to keep you in my life as much as possible. Friends?
I'd like to think so.
Anyway, it was my honor to meet you.
(and don't let that go to your head now, okay?)
And please, don't forget me.
Sincerely,
Me

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