Thursday, March 2, 2017

Out of Reach


hate you and how little hope you give me.
hate myself for falling for you.
hate the way you make me feel.

say pretty things to me.
i flirt with danger,
just for you to ignore me.
out of reach.

make me feel special,
but never get to know me.
pull me closer and push me away.

which way is it, love?
are you the high one, or am i?
because i am so bloody confused.
will you walk away or kiss me?

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