Nails
Location
Your "lol's" and "omg's"
Really sicken me.
Do you know how low
I feel when you
Completely ignore me?
Sometimes you feel like
Liquid nitrogen burning
Away at my insides;
Ripping me piece to piece
With those fake nails of yours
That I wish were running
Down my back instead.
But I can't want that
I can't have that
And I just don't know why
Because you are so
Delightfully overcomplicated
Like those god damned calculus tests
You vent to me about on the bus.
And you have my heart
In those tiny hands of yours
And I have no idea
If you're going to
Crush it
Or care for it
And that fucking terrifies me.
Why can't you just be forward with me?
Is it really that hard
To say that you just want to
Be friends?
Maybe it's selfish of me
To want to be more than
Your friend
And maybe I'm
Disillusioned to think
For even a second that
You kissed me because you wanted to
Kiss me
And not because you wanted to win some
Fucking bet against those idiotic boys.
But it's mostly stupid of me
To let you do this to me.