She Doesn'T Get It
I can love unconditional, hearing you saying it, just wishful thoughts that came to your mind. Untrained imagination. Maybe just a negative reaction hoping for a positive insight; I cant say what I don’t fell. maybe it’s what you feel without me, you’ve caught several others attention. Struggling to love yourself, you have forgotten how somewhere down the line, there are written truths told. Paying for attention they refuse to listen, mind on track, unable to derail what you were paying for. A little something without love, a moment without passion, wasted time, he can’t even look you in your eyes. A little touching, feeling, revealing clothing you’re getting what you payed for, cheap looks for disrespectful attention. On the other hand, it’s a little more than you bargain for. Secret closets with hidden skeletons doesn’t apply, you have allowed social media to breach your life, touching things that it shouldn’t. Free and false advertising; The rules for society has changed, life’s net worth isn’t what it supposed to be. If cheap thrills could kill, you would have passed on 100 times gone; the whole while your living your life wrong. I talk about perfection but it’s the lessons that you grow and recover from finding out who you really are, when the truth stairs right at you.
It was her mind that I have always been after, thoughts of her being smarter, I agree I was wrong. Once again, perfection doesn’t belong to anyone we learn and move on
I use to love your smile, your attitude kill my peaceful thoughts of you I thought was pure, you were my living walking cure for a crazed society that I found out you’re a part of.
I’m aware, just caring, maybe I can get a few words in this time, love isn’t something that I can just share. Creating poems from my heart hoping that she gets it, not to fall victim to a society and the misconception there of.
I know that I can love maybe it’s just not with you. I’ve known for too long how wrong a situation can become. Maybe she doesn’t get it, never will.
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