Poetry

w i l t i n g a w a y

i got my hopes up,
boy were they high with you,
but now you're

pushing
me
away

and i'm f
a
l
l
i
n
g

a p a r t

s
l
o
w
l
y

but all at;

once.

not knowing,
if you still want me,
and knowing,
you had second thoughts,

it is killing

m
e
.
.
.

how do i keep fighting when you're not giving me a reason to believe,

please

p
l
e
a
s
e

do not make me leave,
because i'm done fighting,
especially when you're giving me nothing in return....

oh
but
i'm
still....

giving.

a plant cannot grow without light,
how is our love supposed to grow if you don't keep fueling it?

it's too dark my love

and I'm

w
i
l
t
i
n
g

away....