Come over here and love me already.
I think you kind of do.
I don’t know if I am lovable anymore, I’m so ready for it, it’s unbecoming.
I am un-becoming, coming undone,
My skin aches for human touch
Yet Saturday I had a gorgeous girl in my bed and
She was begging to stay,
And I could only tell her to leave.
I forgot how to trust anything.
I should
Sleep.
I should
Sleep around less.
I should
Have left his place.
I should
Maybe not have posted about our crazy sex.
I should
Stop thinking about exes.
I should
Not delude myself into thinking
That a man who
Ignored me for days on end
Would have stuck around if
I only kept my mouth shut about
Not keeping my
Legs shut.
I should let you love me.
Give me validation.