The Things I’ve Lost

Myself, after finding you.
After believing that I love you so much that I couldn’t see me anymore.
And believing that you love me too.

My mind, when I let my world revolve around you.
When a “bye” from you always followed a break down because I had no clue when I’d get a “hi”.
When my “I love you” was never reciprocated with a “me too”.

My patience, waiting for you to stop trying to manipulate me.
Waiting for the day you’d wake up and realize I’m way more than some thighs to squeeze.
I don’t need to be part of your statistic while you be “free”.

While these are the things I’ve lost.
Eventually you’ll lose me.

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