Drained of all emotions,
I strained to fill your arms.
Yet nothing made me fit,
And nothing made me warm.
Deaf to all the voices,
I strived to earn your trust.
Still nothing made me feel,
and still my heart was crushed.
I yearned to fit inside you heart,
But the space was just too small.
I broke myself into little pieces,
But still, I did not fit at all.
And I wonder,
If you couldn't see,
Would you still refuse
to be in love with me?
I came to the conclusion,
It just wasn't meant to last.
Happiness will never be real,
And love will always die too fast.
I'm fourteen.
Don't be too harsh.
Take my age into consideration, okay?
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