I’m no good with waiting.
The silence. The wondering. The voices chattering. It kills me.
But I wait. For you.
Try not to think of me when you are alone
Try not to think of me when she won’t do those things for you
Try not to think of me when you are tired of forcing your round psyche into her square hole
Try not to think of me when you realize you can’t find happiness pretending to be someone you’re not
Try not to think of me because I am trying not to think of you
Try not to think of me
I know you love my tits, but can you love the heart beneath?
I’m no good with waiting.
The silence. The wondering. The voices chattering. It kills me.
But I wait. For you.
~ Lyss
You stir the pot
Then wonder why I feel your messages are so mixed