I love you.
I want you.
But sometimes
It feels like
You're better
Without me.
I want to grow
Old with you.
But it feels like
You're better off
Without me.
I still want you.
I still love you.
I want to be
With you always.
But sometimes
It feels like
You're life
Is better off
Without me.
This feeling
Hurts me
Too much
Thinking you
Might be
Better off
Without me.
I love you.
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Confessions (Rant Room, maybe?) / the restless mind
PuisiAm I just grumbling? Endlessly complaining? I confess. I repent. But is it enough?
