poem
BAD AT LOVE
have I mentioned I love you?"
that's what you said.
3 months later I broke it off
saying we were better as friends.
I guess it just proves them right.
I'm picky and scared.
I was young but that's no excuse.
because "well he actually cared."
and I was scared. it was all new.
I didn't even know how I felt about you.
if I said no, then I was mean.
but if I said yes... what would that mean?
your mom hates me now and you probably still do too.
and all I've learned from this is that it proved.
I'm bad at love.
inspired by halsey's song bad at love
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