loving you is
waking up to you
wrapped around me
in the middle of the night
because a part of you needs me
in a way you won't admit.
loving you is
having to pry your emotions
out of your chest with a crowbar
because you can never just be
vulnerable with me
loving you is
giving everything i can
but expecting little in return
because you will never give me much anyway.
loving you is
expecting little in return
but still being disappointed
when you never give me much anyway.
loving you is
saying i love you
and being told i know.
its begging you
to stop making me beg you.
its writing poems about loving you
and still feeling conflicted.
love. darling.
loving you is
not loving me.
—love, darling, you're losing me II
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thorns and other maladies
Poetryanother collection of poems. *TW: mentions of sexual assault, drug use, self harm and other sensitive topics*
