Loser like Me.

Isn't it ironic.
How you can be
Such a cheesy person,
Such a hopeless romantic,
Such a sucker for love,
Such a devoted lover,
Such a gooey person

But in the end,
You ended up being the loser.
You ended up being the lonely one.
You ended up being second to other people.
You ended up being the one always left behind.
You ended up being other people's last resort.

I know because it happened to me.

I've been in love with my friends, and I lost.
I've been in love with my family, and I lost.
I've been in love with boys, and I lost.
I've been in love with girls, and I lost.
I've been in love with strangers, and I lost.

I'm a sore loser when it comes to love.

Isn't it ironic,
How you're really devoted to love,
But love doesn't really want you around them.

Such a loser.

Loser like me.

Guess I'm better off alone anyway.

~najwa
p/s: A huge confession and fuck every sound of the door. And I stopped counting days. For I know that it'll hurt more when I counted the days when you were never there.