I read too many stories so
I think I know how mine is gonna end
I keep switching up the plot
But I stay acting as just the best friend
I think I'm actually pretty cool
Some of my angels might disagree
But I love so hard I give a priceless act for free
Not everyone can appreciate it
Some are numb to a warm heart
And if happy ending was a bullseye
I was always throwing the wrong dart
I'm getting kinda sad about it
Maybe my soulmate just got lost
And I'm sick of meeting guys that think love comes at a cost
I refuse to settle for anything but more
You're lucky to get a chance with me
You waste it?
There's the door
Of course there must be more
If I exist for you too
I write to myself
But all my words end up for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem