What you’ll never see

Is an I’ve ever wanted was some consistency in my life from someone

I know you felt that with someone at some point

It sucks to not be able to count on anyone

You give a piece of yourself to

And they can’t even see

How little I ask for…

In return

You are not my person

All you’ve give me

Was the fear to ever give that part of me

To someone who can’t even give the bare minimum back.

But you act like I ask for too much

When what have you ever done for me just because you wanted to? Just because you cared? Just becsuse you wanted to see make me happy just to make me happy- without wanting anything in return.

You can’t even communicate just to help make me feel safe

You always do what you want

Has anyone’s feelings every mattered to you- until you made them feel like they had to go away?

You hurt people

By being so not fully there

And I can’t pretend like that’s okay

I am nice

But you don’t care about me the way I care about you

And you’ve exhausted my love and care.

When it’s you crying because you gave a part of yourself to someone who couldn’t care less about how you feel

You won’t be better

You’ll just be selfish

Becsuse you dint think that someone could actually love you and be hurt by the things you do (or don’t do)

There’s no point even trying with you.


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