but who am i
to fall & stay in love
with someone who never cared if i cried
not even at our peak
we’ve had more than enough each other
but i always let you back in
puppy eyes, ‘please’ , ‘it’s not the same without you’
it’s not me
keeping me here
what have you done to me?
do you also have days where the world feels empty because i stole it from you?
what is existence without resistance?
what is love without a little war?
is it even worth it?