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I’m What You’re Missing

By Ecarg NosivePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I’m tired of being the person people go to when their significant other can’t fill a void

It’s nothing new in fact it seems that’s been my job to give others that little joy

I try not to get my heart involved but it’s always beating heavy from the start

Why oh why am I the one no one loves after that part

I don’t mean for it to happen in fact things usually start when they're single

But then they go and pick someone else, still wanting me to linger

It’s not fair, and I’m too stubborn to give them this limbo

But for a long time I just let them have their finger on the trigger

It was nice to feel something every now and then

The excitement screamed no commitment

No trial or comment

Although that’s what I longed for there was no relationship in it

Friends for a long time maybe

With slight benefits

I just loved the burst of emotions I felt

Always addicted to the dangers that they dealt

I’m not easily preoccupied but my attention was always still

I just wish I didn’t believe their lies before my heart wasn’t filled

I’ve actually broken up bonding before

Never really felt any kind of remorse

They came on to me for a reason

They already wanted me to help them leave them

But I was silly & thought I could be their freedom

I’m over being that intermission

I’m not the sunscreen you put on to change the rays decision

I’m a whole person with valid feelings

I’m clearly what you all needed when you were searching for what is missing

I love myself already

I’m aware of my tragedy

I know where I want to go

I know how to treat someone like they have a soul

Yes I have my flaws just like any other human

But when it comes to my significant other I won’t leave them lurking from the beginning

Too bad you all left me here burning

I could have been the one in which you were searching

I could’ve been the love that you needed in those moments

But I’m done being the one

Who is left with nothing but condolence

Feel bad for yourself

But we accept the love we think we deserve

Just change your fucking motives before your justice is served

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About the Creator

Ecarg Nosive

I'm a 27 year old writer from Ohio trying to make my passion, my career. Besides writing I enjoy animals, nature, and concerts.

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