how do i always pick the sad ones?
the ones who can't even love themselves
let alone love me.
maybe i think i can fix them.
but i'm learning that
no one can fix you besides you.
trust me,
i'll do everything in my power to help,
i'll be whatever you need,
but it's up to you.
only you.
YOU ARE READING
for him
Poetrya collection of poems for him. if he ever cared to know what he's done to me
