>i tell you
i cant wait any more
for when youll see fit to meet me
i cant keep postponing the day
when ill actually get to touch your dreads
i cant keep pretending
you want to see me
i cant keep believing
you care about me, as you say in your msgs
i cant keep thinking
maybe next monday she’ll have time
i cant keep hoping
you will join me for coffee
i cant keep looking left, towards the bridge
hoping to see you
i cant keep clicking Next to that same photo of your smile
the smile that i miss
that fucking arrogant smile you used to give me
before we kissed
and you say
“apparently you dont care enough.”
but i do
too much even.