I'm so angry but it's so hard to be mad at you, although I need to be. I'm feeling like a fool. A fool that is wearing his heart on his sleeves for you. Girl I really love you, why is it so hard for you to accept me.
Why can't you see me as a guy. I am a loving man, I am a strong man,I am a mam with many qualities. You say you see me but y don't you call me Kyle, a he a him, and his. Please see me as me. See me as a guy a man. I am gentle, I am handsome, I am humble, I am bright, I am brave, I am bold, I am wise, I am out going, I am funny, so see me I am still me.
I am not zoey, I'm not a girl,I'm not a she, a her, I am not that girl that I faked to be I thought you could see behind the mask the make up the fake smile to only impress and people please.
But I see I am not the guy for you. I am your best friend. I will always be there for you to the best of my abilities I may go beyond for you from time to time, you're a dime plus ninty nine, if only you'd be mine.
I know I'd never truly get to call you mine. I'm happy and I smile because we are friends but I also cry because I know that's all we'll ever be.
It's sad you see, because you're the only one that see, the only one I want, I crave your touch, I crave your presence, I crave to see that smile, I crave to hold you at night, I crave your hugs, all and all I just crave you, it's not sex that I want from you for it is for you to love me for me love my body show me that you truly mean what you say.
You left me questioning do I really matter to you or is it only when your are lonely
- Author: Kyle (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 30th, 2024 16:38
- Category: Love
- Views: 13
Comments1
Excellent write.
I can relate.
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