Hard to love
That’s what they told me I am.
No guy will ever want me
Unless I do whatever he asks.
I should always wear make up
Hair and outfit on point
If I just followed their simple recipe
I could have any man I desired.
They did not understand
I could never love a man,
With their annoying habit
Of thinking they’re better than me.
It was girls
Who made my heart
Beat out of my chest
Girls don’t judge you
On your appearance
At least not the ones
Who made made me melt.
Girls were soft
And kind
And every form of beauty combined.
I didn’t know how to express it.
I wasn’t sure I was allowed.
I’ve been told to feel one way
For my whole life
But I just can’t control my heart
Or the butterflies in my stomach
When we’re cuddling at night
and our shirts ride up
And our skin finally touches,
I feel more in that innocent touch
Than with any guy
Who I allowed to touch me before
I know this is real
I try to convince myself it’s not.
Old habits
Really do die hard.
About the Creator
Caterina Greentree
Just trying to share my life, experiences and ideas with the world to make it a little better!!
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