it needs
to stop
he needs
to go
i wish i could just shut up
and confess my love for you
showing you how much i want you
and how much i want to see you happy
but first
i have to convince you he's not for you
not in your best interests
because if i just told you
id ruin everything
and you'd just tell me im silly
not your type, maybe
just telling you was never enough, i guess
you don't even know
i do it for you
pretend your life is on the line
manipulate myself into staying alive.
for you.
and now
after it's all i can provide
you still
chose
him
i hate him
he says he cares
but there's no way he does
in no way has he done anything productive
he just steals the energy
and now
i just sit here
wondering what i could have done different
and why i still do things like this
let alone care
if all that happens
is ill get reassured you're listening
but you don't
and then just go talk to him, to "❤️babe💍"
sometimes i wonder why i still stay here
why i still exist in your life if not for a simple want
the simple want to help and protect
and if I can't do that
what the fuck do i live for?
YOU ARE READING
I'll Be Fine (pt. 2 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife
