Tell me I mean nothing to you so I can at last let you go.
Holding on hurts more than you know.
Ropeburn
Cracks into my soul
From the words of your lips
and the vacant stare you give when I use mine
So tell me
I'm meaningless
worthless to you
so that I may let go
Unless, you want me
to stay
in which case, I must know
though, I may flee
because it is too scary
too impossible
that someone could love me
So I request an answer
a reply
of how you feel inside
so I do not place myself
in a perpetual state
of isolation
and ponderation
The floor is giving way from the circles I've walked it
My heart is giving way from the love that caught it
We're hanging on a thread that is bursting
My darling
What am I to you?
