Liberation of Head+Heart Games // Salt Wounds+Midnight Blues
Something I'm Going to Tell Someone Very Soon
Don't talk to me
if you
don't
have anything
good
to say.
Don't talk to me
if you can't
understand
what's been
in my head
for the past
four months
that's left me
confused
which is worse
than cryin'
every night.
Don't talk to me
unless you've
figured yourself out.
Seems that you haven't.
Don't talk to me
unless you
fully
and completely
love me.
It seems
that you're 22
and can't speak
for yourself
at the right time
or place.
It seems
that you're 22
and too much of a
pussy
to make a
big boy move.
I'm 17
and I know
what I want;
I know
what's in my soul.
I'm 17
and I know
what to say
at the right
time
and
place
for certain people
and things.
I know how my head
works.
I know how to use
my voice
for better or for worse.
I know what my heart
feels.
I know what my gut
tells me
is right.
And you don't.
And that's why
you're a piece of shit
to me.
Honest hurts
but I don't care
cos I'm moving
forward.
Not like you cared
anyways.
You played
with my head
and heart
for months
but I'm not going to
fall into that
trap;
I'm not going to play
one more game.
Not again,
not ever again.
And sure as Hell
not when I'm
on the verge of
being 18;
on the verge
of everything.
You're not
going to hurt me
this time.
No guy
is supposed
to mess
with my
head and heart;
that's my job.
Fuck you
and your
insensitivity.
Fuck you
and your
inability to speak
what you think
at the time
when I need it
the most.
Don't talk to me
again.
Don't come back at me
until you've sorted
through your head.
Maybe you weren't
for me.
You probably
weren't meant
for me.
You probably already
have
a better
white girl
out there
waiting for you
with the same level
of lassiez-faire
so you don't
have to
"commit"
to shit.
So you can fuck
and not have to
say that
"I love you"
and all of that
bullshit
that you don't
believe in.
Boy
that's not a real
relationship.
I'm done playing games.
I'm not falling for
you,
or any other guy
for that matter.
I'm done
fucking with
us
whatever
"us" was.
While it still does
fuck with
my head
and my heart,
I'm done
with you.
Bye bitch,
bye.
About the Creator
Lauren Day
i surf. i travel. i take some photos here and there. i life alot.
i think. i write. i think some more.
then something cool happens where i write until my bones ache.
end of story.
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