There’s a lot I feel.

And I don’t want it to be like this.

I keep trying to not get so close,

But I feel like it’s out of my control

Forever wanting more.

But what for?

When you don’t seem to want to try,

Instead I lie down and cry.

And it’s my fault.

It’s my own doing

It has nothing to do about you.

But my own feelings.

Why am I like this?

So pathetic when I know I could be better.

I talk so much about being independent

Yet I’m somehow self consciously dependent.

I don’t want to rely on someone else for my own happiness.

I want to be able to share it instead.

Maybe it’s time for me to just walk away.

I know it’ll never be the same.

But I’ll always want you to be happy in the end.