29AM (revive)

my loss is that

my loss is that

i could call you lovely all day,

and never get it back.

my only compliments are to others

never dedicated to me.

maybe I don't need them,

but it feels empty.

my loss is that I could never disagree with you,

although sometimes I wish you would

to give it some edge

to give me something to despise

but you are so agreeable that I could neither hate you or make you love me.

i love you too much and you don't care enough for me

that's my loss