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"You're right...
I'm sorry. I won't bring it up again"
When all I really said was that I want to be respected, like I respect you. Cherished like I cherish you.
"You're right. It doesn't matter"
I say as I cry myself to sleep. Worrying about you day and night, losing sleep over the thought that you'd disappear one day... And it would be my fault.
If you punch holes into a cup of course it will be empty after it leaks.
"This is all my fault."
I don't wanna feel like this anymore
Being "easy"
Forcing myself
To not need
To not want.
I hate that you're the one that hurts me when I want to sit beside you and comfort you in the darkest moments.
Instead of people pleasing it should be called being a welcome mat.
Letting every single type of person use you for better or for worse.
I stuff all of my "it's fine" problems inside of the finest, low maintenance wallet you've ever seen.
My feelings and emotions don't matter because my presence can be replaced...

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