i hate thinking about you
i hate wanting you
i hate missing everything we had
i want it to stop but here i am
but again i put up a charade for what i feel
just to make you happy
i come first and im not giving it up
i matter, and yes, so do you
but i need to be okay
i need to figure out how to deal with my problems
emotional permanence, lack of healthy skills
my depressing habits, my indescribable wishes
and i realize now
not only do you not do well with communication
but trying in situations that are stressful
trying to contribute in where you aren't comfortable
isn't what you do
you give up
that's something you're going to need to work on
otherwise i realize my own self flaws
i despise them, and aim to better myself
thinking about it all more
wondering why you gave up so so easy after i gave it everything
given, the leading question wasn't fair to myself
overthinking and giving myself too little credit
i think you need to consider what kind of effort you put in, because not only will you not be pressured to get out of the bad
but you won't be pressured to follow the good either
think about what you really desire, if you're really capable of and feeling love at any point, and then follow your boldest dreams, your heart's desire, your own masterpiece of human life and creation
because if you don't
you'll be missing out on everyone else who really does care about you, and wants to give you everything i did and more, with much more flawless execution
but even your dream partner may not
be so willing to make your dreams come true
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
