I feel torn,
not just me but less.
Without you, there can be nothing.
I choose to be with you.
I chose you and I refuse to accept "no"
There is no one sided choice,.
I cannot be picked up and set aside.
I am not some girl,
I am a diamond,
precious and made beautiful,
pressure and heat.
That is what I am.
And if you are too a fool to know it,
then your loss.
I need someone who will ,
love and adore me.
Its not a silly need,
its what my soul is crying for.
The comfort of the touch,
the heat of a body on my cheek.
Alone is how I am,
internal,
but I chose you,
and I cannot be brushed aside,
be ruled inconvient,
Tough shit,
i do not accept your rejection.
It is deemed unworthy,
if you cannot apprecate me,
you will not cheepen me,
make me somethiong forgotten.
I am always the one who chose you,
Not you choosing me.
The other way around.
I am passion,
I am love,
and I am stronge enough,
and you can be replaced,
but I don't want to replace you,
its tearing me apart.
