My favorite thing about you is me .
Does that make sense?
Does it make sense that the best part of looking into your eyes is seeing my reflection?
I am a puzzle piece that only you can put together .
So easily you can decipher which piece to place in which space .
It's as if you've studied me for a class you take .
You are the beautifully written romance novel I have been dying to write and with every kiss and. Every hug and every time you wickedly flash your beautiful and deep dimples at me , I am one step closer to completing my task .
If I am paper you are my pen
And I know that it doesn't make much sense to you
But I breathe ink
I breathe paper
So in turn I breathe you .
You know what you are to me
I know what I am to you
But somehow right now ..
As much as I'd like to be side by side stuck to you ..
I don't see it written in the stars .
So when I say I'm over you
I mean it .
I mean that I will no longer be a hopeless slave to the single dwindling thought in the back of My mind that we will soon be together .
I won't torture myself hoping that you aren't lying inside of another .
I won't entertain trying to make you jealous or fighting with you through texts every other day .
I won't do it .
Cause I don't have too .
Cause you're mine .
I'm over wanting you , but that doesn't mean that I don't .
It doesn't mean that I'm going to leave you alone .
It doesn't mean that you being with someone else will ever be okay .
It just means that I know that I can't have you .
And I choose to accept that fact today.
But that doesn't mean that I don't want you .
- Camille Denine 💖
