Four simple letters,
One rhythmic word.
I yearn for it’s overwhelming weakness.
Desire so much to have it.
But I am tired,
Tired of the people who say they will never hurt me being the ones who only want to be my friends,
And the ones who are willing to hurt me be the ones who invite my heart to fall in love with them.
I know now that I deserve better,
But I guess this is life’s way of showing me the love I deserve.