For The Plot

Everyone always says “Do it for the plot,”

but where does it stop?

Because I've fallen in love,

more times than I can count,

And I've loved them all more than any amount. 

I’ve loved more than most in a lifetime,

because somehow, 

I always make people my lifeline. 

Maybe I'm scared to be alone,

or maybe I'm just scared,

not to have someone to call my own.

Does that make me the bad guy? 

Too many flowers to buy,

Reality is, I'm dying inside.

I bury those feelings in romantic gestures, 

but I know deep down,

I'm just trying to impress her.

Because that's all I know how to do, 

Be someone else's muse. 

I hope one day,

I will learn to live for myself, 

But till then, I'll wear this mask,

and hope I end up on someone's bookshelf.