(Idk. Hope you have a great day.)

I hate love.

It disgusts me.

I am

Perfectly fine on

My own.

I don’t need a

Lover.

I don’t need

Help.

I don’t need

Love.

It’s unnecessary.

I can’t trust love.

Love is a trick

Because why would love

Me?

I promised myself not

To fall for tricks.

I have fallen before,

Never again.

They will just leave

Or worse, manipulate.

I am

Not letting myself

Be used again.

I’m done with love.

But fuck,

How I crave being

Held in someone’s arms.

I want affection and attention,

Both things

I’ve never really felt.

I want my

Picture perfect love story.

All I’ve gotten is tricked,

Is it naive to still want

Love?

I just want to be

Loved.

I don’t deserve love.

I don’t deserve

Anything.

I deserve the

Rips and rats

Of the streets.

I haven’t earned love.

I don’t deserve it.

I don’t deserve

A lover nor love.

I need to earn my love.

Don’t love me!

Please.

I will basically

Fall for

Anyone who does the

Bare minimum.

Say you love me once?

Compliment me once?

I’m blushing and making

Little fantasies of our

Nonexistent future together.

You could be killing me

And I’d still love you.

Once I’m attached,

I’m stuck.

What is love?

(Baby don’t hurt me)

I honestly don’t know,

My views have

Changed so much

That I’m just confused.

Is love something you

Earn like respect?

Do people just love you?

Is love free

Or

Does it cost?

I’ve never dated,

No surprise there.

Love is confusing

And I’ve been stupid.