ithinkyouwere

i don’t think you like me. i know i cant do anything about that. but i can’t help but wonder if you’re embarrassed to admit that you do. 
          	i wonder if my hand was too sweaty in the summer heat, or maybe it was cold and that scared you. 
          	i’m too teriffied to open the door to your bedroom and ask you for the truth, because what if it’s not what i want to hear?
          	
          	you told dylan you wanted to wait until college to have a girlfriend- and i respect that, it’ll keep our hearts from breaking,
          	but as i look in the bathroom mirror i start to wonder what keeps you from acknowledging that our knees touched perfectly in your hammock.
          	
          	

emocaroll

UGHHHHHH I AM GOING TO CRY
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ithinkyouwere

i don’t think you like me. i know i cant do anything about that. but i can’t help but wonder if you’re embarrassed to admit that you do. 
          i wonder if my hand was too sweaty in the summer heat, or maybe it was cold and that scared you. 
          i’m too teriffied to open the door to your bedroom and ask you for the truth, because what if it’s not what i want to hear?
          
          you told dylan you wanted to wait until college to have a girlfriend- and i respect that, it’ll keep our hearts from breaking,
          but as i look in the bathroom mirror i start to wonder what keeps you from acknowledging that our knees touched perfectly in your hammock.
          
          

emocaroll

UGHHHHHH I AM GOING TO CRY
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ithinkyouwere

 i loathe you... longing
          to hold you,——intertwine our hands, dull and soft like a (warm)piece of licorice counting 
          the length we’ve (have) traveled- miles of uncharted (unbekannt) road, 
          it scares me more... than i like to admit 
          i bite my lip and eat/the same breakfast everyday;a piece of toast &
          one cup of coffee,... black, like your eyes
          (when you read steinbeck in front of the light) leaking through the window 
          we are just east of eden
          with our childhood physiques......
          i 
          do you? trust me anymore 
          
          -unnecessary necessary punctuation 

ithinkyouwere

@kryptonimg wait... i’m flattered 
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kryptoning

you remind me a lot of bukowski 
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