Lovesick Rambling
a stream of consciousness poem
What if I told you how I feel?
That I know it's just me, I'm not your type, whatever or whoever that is, but that I needed you to know?
Don't say a thing
I don't need to hear it;
This might be stupid, but I'm not, and I'm stepping back for a while,
at least until I'm over it.
The secret of it all has been killing me, but I won't burden you with the task of rejection or the awkwardness.
I just had to get it out, this stupid crush I can't squash.
I hope we can still be friends when I come back around,
whenever that is, whenever I figure this out.
About the Creator
Who is your "Person"?
It's important to recognize that you cannot go through life as easily on your own. My name is Elizabeth and I'm a survivor of child abuse and horrific trauma. Healing from trauma is not a quick fix and recognizing that it will take time, is part of the struggle.
By Elizabeth Woods5 days ago in Psyche

Comments (2)
Really relate to this ❤
it's such an amazing poem! 👏