I don't suppose you notice
How it hurts me
Makes me anger
When you don't answer
My calls, my texts
And emails; I know
Or when I'm knocking on
Your bedroom window
I swear I'm not a stalker
I just want to chat
To know where you're at
Who you are with
What you are wearing
I hope I'm not scaring
You now because this is
Sounding weirder
Like I'm a serial killer
With a Basic Instinct
To know exactly what you do
In real-time too
Because when I follow you
Sometimes you pretend
To be busy with a friend
But I can see you're home alone
Not answering your phone
So don't lie to me
Because that just makes me angry
And it would be a shame
If I had to maim
Your pretty little head
Wouldn't want you to
End up dead
Now would we?
Then all I'd have are the mementos
You gave me;
The rubbish from your bin
An envelope with cig butts in
A used and crumpled pair
Of your hottest underwear
A lock of your hair
(Your chest had lots to spare)
And when I watch you sleep
You're under so deep
I don't suppose you see
That I love you (literally)
To pieces.
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Comments & Feedback (28)
phew My first thought was you should change your name to Stalker_Kimmi! :P Creepy but a good one! ;)
@ckahn @meggie2012 @naaviie thanks guys! Just thought it would make a change from my usual drama π
@Irrational_Kimmi Great work. And despite our protestations, I reckon we've all got a tiny of stalker potential somewhere inside....π±π
@Irrational_Kimmi Great workπ And despite our protestations & given the right circumstances, I reckon we've all got a tiny bit of stalker potential kicking about inside.....π±π
@Irrational_Kimmi Lol, I might have to leave home then and stop using location settings, in fact what's that dark figure in my windowpane?π₯
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