I’ve turned you into poetry so many times I don’t know which ones aren’t about you anymore.

I’ve hated you so much just to notice I’ve been lying to myself because I love you and it was too much to admit the truth.

I’ve been hoping and praying for you to be mine or to completely walk away. Whichever happens first.

Because I’ve reached a state of broken that no matter which happens first, it would take me a while to get my head around it.

I am so tired, I only wish to put an end to these chaotic feelings. Whether you stay or not.
© Máh Lima


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