|Now I’m Sick of It
Author: underoath300 PM
open to interpetationRated: Fiction K - English - Angst/Angst - Words: 155 - Published: 12-04-05 - id: 2062603
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I don't think we'll ever fix this.
I don't think you take my feelings serious.
It's forty degrees and your heart's not helping.
Warm touches backed by cold intentions
Moved by hollow fingers,
That must have forgotten by now-
The true warmth of love.
You're so selfish and it's crazy you don't believe it.
But I swear
You have NO CONSIDERATIONS FOR ANYONE ELSE'S FEELINGS.
And all those sweet things I try to do for you-
You make me feel like a complete idiot.
And I'm just so sick of it.
Like when I try to make you smile-
You look at me like I'm the dumbest kid in the world.
You're tearing me down. Inch-by-inch.
Pretty soon I'll lose all self-confidence.
And you'll leave me to wither and die…
Because that's just how you are tonight.