Unsent Messages

I wish you had given me a real chance instead of deciding your intentions with me before you truly knew me and all I had to offer.

I am a constellation of stars, a museum full of art, and I am the sun and the moon. but to you I was none of that.

you seemed so interesting. you were unlike anyone I had ever been with before. I realize now though, that what I deemed as high intellect was just impressive manipulation skills masked with intelligence. I wonder how many other girls have fallen under your spell, or if for whatever reason I was just the one you decided to break.

It hurts knowing that to you, I was nothing more than an easy fuck. you never took the time to get to know me, the real me. what makes my heart race, what keeps me up at night, what lights up my eyes and everything that makes me, me. Instead, I was simply the girl you knew you could repeatedly hurt and no matter what, I’d always still take you back, if it meant I got to press my lips against yours just one last time.

that’s the problem with loving too hard and caring for all the wrong people. you’re constantly giving your all to those who don’t deserve it. and it breaks you just a little bit more every time until you’re left questioning if you did something to deserve this kind of treatment. It makes you wonder why you constantly keep choosing all of the wrong people to see your heart and where the good ones are hiding who actually deserve to.


It’s sad there are people out there we compromise our worth for and knowingly degrade ourselves just to be able to keep them in our lives. just to be able to be held by them, even if it only lasts for a little while.

It hurts knowing that while getting what you wanted, you had no regard for how much you were truly hurting me in the process.

and again I am left wondering, will I ever receive the love I know I deserve?

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you seemed so different, but infatuation always seems beautiful at first.
I will forever wish that you had just seen me, like I saw you.