Limerence of this situationship
Unveiled my unhealed self
My machiavellian can't save me now
And I'll just go deep dive in the ocean of past
Just to distract the havoc I've caused
My friends told me to pull away,
but they never could
Now I sever this connection of one-sidedness
Veer into the path I should've been
Wasted months is wasted potential
I wasted on someone
Who didn't know
Turned me around and led me on
And then blame it on me
Because they didn't intend to use me in the beginning
And look at me with deep affection, that of a friend
Sigh
Oh, this is better
May be the comforts of friendship
Is better than the connection of sexual, romantic love
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