shivers race down my arms.
a feeling of hope, yet overwhelmed by despair
triumph immediately followed by sorrow, like always.
effort that is unmatched, that you have never seen,
yet unappreciated.
strength in my emotion. a lack of yours.
a mass of compromises. none noticed and none made by you.
I’m supposed to understand, your always right and sensible.
patience is a virtue you say, but when does it become a waste of time.
In my pain and misery, i sacrifice my pride for the sake of yours.
saying anything to not fight, always trying to make you happy.
a plethora of thoughts; pros, cons, costs, and benefits.
always acting logically but not with you. my feelings make me weak.
my attachment to people bind me in chains. hurt. pain. prolonged.
i manipulate. people. situations. and circumstances. i cannot with you.
my powers are expelled.
my attraction runs deep. physical. emotional.
i see neither with you. no kisses. none. no reassurance.
everyone feels. everyone needs. everyone wants. as i do.
i give. it drains me. you take.purging me of my energy.
i am weak now. these quarrels are unnecessary. they drain me more.
i wouldn’t have these with any other. why you? only you. when we talk,
shivers race down my arms.
