i love you, but i hate you.
i met you when i was eleven,
i wish i never did.
you haven't left my side since.
you have taken many forms throughout the years,
some more drastic and visible than others,
yet you always make me feel the same way.
every time something goes wrong,
i use you as an escape.
even when nothing is wrong,
you are still here.
but you don't help me,
you make me more addicted to you.
i hope one day i will be able to cope and live without you.
i'm trying to let go of the things that hurt to hold on to.
but you need to let me go,
and i need to let you go,
but i don't know how.
love,
your worst enemy,
and your best friend
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dispositional tendencies
Puisia collection of writing and poetry i wrote about things that i can't always say out loud. i hope you enjoy this and can find comfort in knowing others feel the same as you and that you are not alone :)
