Doesn’t it bother you?
Because it bothers me
I know that there must
Be so much more to you
And you must too
Right?
So if there is
And I know there is
Then why do you let me think
That there is not
Why do you want me
To think of you
As just
“That guy”
The one who pushed me around
The one who mocked me
And for what
So you and your
Dumbass friends
Can laugh?
Is that really worth it?
Is it worth knowing
That that is all I know of you?
Thank you for your time. You are beautiful. Have a great day!