My love, I think I put too much of myself into you. Late at night when I am alone I find pieces of myself missing while you find yourself awake.
My problem is that I don't know how to not love completely. I am so quick to hand over my heart even if it means leaving a hole in my chest. You are so quick to take without giving anything back.
The biggest difference between you and me is that I don't know if I'm writing suicide notes or love letters and you're not writing at all.
So I'm not writing anymore. I'm not messaging either.
I guess someone always has to love more. Why's it always me?
YOU ARE READING
Kissing Suicide
Poesía❝it pulls me in and tells me of the pain I won't need to endure. the pain of loving you and the never ending war.❞ All Rights Reserved 2017 © L.E
