by M Strome

Flatter me, court me, tempt me,
But don’t expect from me any more.
Because I belong to no one but myself,
And I’m most definitely not yours.

Laugh with me, and tease me,
Find new feelings to explore.
Hold my hand when I need it the most,
But don’t forget that I’m not yours.

Make me feel like I’m the only one,
Give me everything I’m looking for.
Care for me in the most perfect way,
But please remember, I’m not yours.

Give up on me, and walk away,
Run after you with my heart sore.
I’m sorry I held you at arm’s length,
Because I was too scared to be yours.