I fought for you
and you wanted the battle, but you knew I'd never win
because you just wanted to feel needed
you needed to feel wanted.
My love for you made you feel special
so you made me fight until I was drowning in my own blood and my body was an empty vessel
but you never let me win
you always left me right at the brink
of finishing the battle and ensuring that I sink
into my own head after you leave me
because you knew
that once you came back in a month or two
I would take you back with open arms
and forget about every fucking scar.
But this time is different,
I know my worth and this isn't it
I'm done fighting, I'm making peace with myself bit by bit
I'm done bleeding in a war that I will never conquer
You showed me that with you, it will never be forever.
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