It's not always your fault
Somehow I don't know why
But at the end you are always at fault
I begged myself to believe that you were innocent
But you always proved me wrong
It feels strange
It feels weird
Cause after all this time
I thought I wanted this but no I did not
It wasn't the age it wasn't the time for me
I wasn't mature enough for any of this
You wanted more and I was scared Scared of not being enough
Not doing enough
Scared of disappointing you
I don't even know how I feel
You wanted it intimating while I wanted it sweet and soft
And I couldn't give you what you wanted
You didn't understand what I wanted
We are both young trying our best at love
But is it really the age to love?
You might call me old fashioned or boring
This isn't the time for any of this
Trying our best at something we shouldn't even be doing
We are teens after all
Not grown ups nor a kid anymore
Hanging somewhere in between
Stuck and broken in heart
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Dead Souls She Ones Loved
PoetryThe sky tuned red. The sun sinking deeper into the core of the ocean. The black curling in while the yellow disappeared behind the massive blue. She felt numb, feeling herself deep under water. The dying sun's final rays falling on her reached out h...
