I Died a Little

Every day I died a little.

Every month I died some more.

Before it was because I wasn’t with you.

Then it was because we could have been together but we weren’t.

I would die when I look at you and realize that you’re not mine.

Now I die because you’re with her…

I died when I see you’re with her.

I died when I see you text her.

I died when you would leave me to go be with her.

I died because it should be me you hold.

It should be me you text.

It should be me you meet up with.

It should be me you kiss.

And if it comes to it, it should be me you love.

I died a bit because I told you I would go through hell for you.

I died a bit because it wasn’t enough.

I died a bit because I’m not enough.

I died a bit because I messed up and you won’t let me fix it.

Everyday of my life I die a little more but I never blame you, just myself.

Everyday I die some more and that’s okay.