I hate sleepless Saturday nights.
Where I can't seem to fall asleep because my head in full of thoughts of you.
Thoughts of how I'll never find love.
Staying up late on these sleepless Saturday nights reading love quotes on Pinterest and shedding tears because I wish i could be like the girl in those quotes.
I wish i could be the girl who has the love of her life (who isn't even hers) pinning after her.
Those sleepless Saturday nights where I'm staring at a phone screen typing away, writing a poem that no one even cares about nor wants to read.
On sleepless Saturday nights I think about how coming home from a few days with my best friends is great,
But seeing my best friend kissing her boyfriend makes me jealous
And I think on those sleepless Saturday nights
I think about "why aren't I good enough to have something like that?
Why can't I'm be in a relationship?
Why can't I have someone who will make me happy?"
Is stupid isn't it?
A 14 year old girl desperate to find love.
The sad part is, she doesn't even know why she wants it so desperately.
On those sleepless Saturday nights she hates herself for crying over a boy and over love because she has a good life.
Her parents are together.
She has great friends.
Why would she want anything more?
She doesn't know.
On those sleepless Saturday nights she thinks
Maybe it's the curiosity.
She wants to have her first kiss and feel those sparks everyone talks about.
She wants to have someone to call them hers.
She wants love.
And she wants it bad.
On those sleepless Saturday nights she can't help but think.
And on these nights, she often thinks too much.