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I'm trying though not hard enough to cultivate some friendship with you you don't want to be friends with me? That's fine but it will crush me I don't know why you don't try you unintentially keep me on the line just let me go or tell me something I don't already know my nights are agony thinking of you is killing me I don't want to try and do i seem desperate? well i'm not i just can't let you go this much i got to do but your hand is raised protesting but you give me no attention give? you take you know youre my mistake
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its like you are in a bush of roses with thorns digegd in your skin and flesh. it hurts when you sit still and it will hurt when you try to break free. but i think, moving on is the only option, or the thorns will grow deeper in the skin and flesh. be well. dont mind my two cents, hehe.
i am sad. so i am reading your poetry. it helps make me not so sad. thanks for existing. much love. me.
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it is nice to have a place to come. where i know i will smile; in pain or in laughter. like i meen here is the place.
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