Why Him?

He was in control of my life.

Why is it that my world turns upside

down when he talks to me. Why does everything

goes wrong with just a couple of words.

I become scared... I become scared of the world

and people around me. Yet this feeling of loving him I cannot

explain. Making a fool of myself is the last thing

I want to do but he makes it possible.

Butterflies in the pit of my stomach

driving me insane... No, I'm just scared!

Scared is what I feel. There are no butterflies.

I can't breathe. I'm drowning in this dark

hole between love and hate for him.

I can't stop thinking about him. I can't stop

loving him. I can't stop missing him.

The End

0 comments about this poem Feed