Settling requires a little forgetting.
Forgetting everything you believe in.
And falling hard for a boy who doesn’t
Give a damn, if you’re breathing.
Oh, I am so deep in love.
I believe it.
Stay around, fucking myself,
Until he wants me.
I get it hot and good
It’s warm and shit
When he comes around.
Nevertheless, I am dying inside.
Each day I stay.
I bleed tears and cringe for oxygen.
Validating my worries with his excuses,
It’s potent I’m around because I was high off him
And so willing to wither at my knees for a per boy
Who means everything to me.
But grasp what I mean to him.
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