Treasure Island

Gabriel Gauci Maistre

(Pieta, Malta)

Turned Down


It's not the fact that I get turned down
I get it
Girls don't have to want me
They have a right to their own opinion
And I completely respect that
Plus it's not like feelings can be forced
But that's not my problem
It's the way that I get turned down
That's what gets to me
Because the way that I get turned down
Doesn't just tell me she doesn't want me
But it also tells me that she feels disgusted by me
Not answering her texts
Coming up with excuses
Avoiding me
Treating me like trash
It's these things that get to me
It's these things that tell me she's disgusted by me
Disgusted by the fact that I have feelings for her
These things are what pull me down

Submitted: Friday, May 24, 2013
Edited: Saturday, May 25, 2013

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