i am loved like water on the coast
pulled in slowly, building waves
that inevitably crash me into the sand
can you blame me that "i love you"
sounds like the beginning of the end
while the ground cracks beneath me?
can you blame me that "i want you"
sounds like a familiar echo of heartbreak
that always makes its way back to me?
i know it's true that i'm easy to love
but after a while, i can't help but wonder
if i am equally as easy to leave behind.
if i am equally as easy to hurt.
"i cannot love anymore," i tell you.
while i desperately wish it was the truth.
17.11.23
can i be loved without being destined to dig another hole, 6 feet deep, in my heart. can i be loved without losing.