• Hannah Flowers

you don't give to me what i ask

so, yes, i seek it elsewhere

in form of attention from another man

but i cannot bring myself to care

for those willing to do the work.


i only fall for your type

the unattached, the lonely,

the unmatched high

my heart racing as i hit send

on a risque message

and see your name typing...

and the low of no reply.


the unopened notifications

i ignore while i wait

for days until i break

start up with another "hey"

call you by your last name

imagine it attached to my first

softly, tell you that i think

you're the absolute worst

which translates roughly to

"i think i could love you."

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