I still fucking care about you.
more than anything and i cant help it,
i don’t even know if i want to stop it.
every time i get a text from you,
i smile like its the best thing that’s happened to me all day.
No guy has every made me feel the was you make me feel.
Its like i’m fucking trapped under your spell,
there’s just something about you that keeps pulling me back,
drawing me into you. Like we’re bound together by chains.
Listen to me, I’m fucking writing poetry and i suck at poetry!.
This is what you do to me, you bring out the worst in me,
the anger, jealousy, and fuck you even said it, the mind games.
but you also bring out the best in me, like i’m the happiest girl alive,
no guy can make me feel the way you have, not in a million fucking years.
i wanna sing cheesy love songs on the top of my lungs.
you make me fucking believe in love and never have i ever believed in love before.
Men are fucking pigs who use you and just fucking leave.
like the have no god damn feelings, but with you,
god you make me want to believe.
i know i haven’t seen you in four years. but what i remember most about you are your eyes.
Your beautiful big green eyes. Every time i saw them it was like i could see right through you.
read you like a book, over and over again, and no matter how many times I’ve read it, id never get tired of it. i could just get lost in them for eternity.
That is what you do.