Loves me, loves me not
cannot work
for those who cannot love being alone
with their own mind.
You give an inch
they took a mile,
while you’re struggling to keep afloat.
Some sparkle gave you hope
that the rope will tie a knot
back onto their heart
and never break each other apart.
Desperation is a disease that will spread
to the heart
to the mind
until you are consumed by the chances you continue to give
to someone unworthy.
Does not love me, will not love me,
reality settles
for a while,
until you find another flower and that glimmer of false hope.
Do they love me?
Will they love me?
Loves me...not?
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Angel Adagio
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