to be persued

never ever a priority
always just a convenience
going out of your way
to fill your infatuation
to fill it to the brim with thoughts of
candy flavoured kisses and the look of my
legs in that skirt.
you wouldnt dare
i want to be what you desire
to be persued
i want to be what you live for
what you would die for
but i take sips from this stained coffee cup
and my eyes are tired some days
and you would never admit that you liked me once
just as you never even admitted to me
never have i been a priority