Loving You
Loving you
means watching you die
a thousand times over
in my head
and Loving You
means I can’t survive
without you next to me
in my bed
Being with you
means being alive
but then watching you leave-
this is just a temporary high
I hate that you have to watch me cry
that I’m not strong enough
to just say goodbye
but I know that’s not what I want
and at this point,
trying to convince myself that
I don’t love you -
would only be telling myself a lie
but nonetheless, i cannot cease to try
because, at the end of the night
love is just the pain
running through my veins
keeping me alive
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