I lied

I told myself I hated you.

I told myself I'd never speak to you again.

I told my self I didn't want you as a friend.

I lied.

I told myself that you hated me.

I told myself you never wanted to speak to me again.

I told myself you didn't want me as a friend.

I hope I lied.

And now? What do I do now?

I crave for your attention.

I yearn for every time you smile at me.

I want to hug you, I want to kiss you,

even just once.

I told myself I hated you.

I lied.

I told myself that you weren't worth my time.

I lied.

Everyone told me that you were mean, a horrible person.

I didn't believe them.

I told myself I needed you, wanted you to tell my you wanted me.

I told myself I liked you, wanted you to tell me you liked me too.

I told myself to kiss you, wanted you to kiss me too.

I told myself that it felt so right being with you.

I told myself that it felt right wanting to kiss you.

I told myself that it felt right wanting you to say you loved me.

But you just keep telling me,

I lied.

The End

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