The hardest part is not that I miss you The hardest part is not that I think about you constantly The hardest part is not that I fantasize about you The hardest part is not that I still love you The hardest part is that you don’t have the courage to fight for me The hardest part is realizing that although you act like a man, you’re still only a boy The easiest part is realizing I’ve outgrown you and your insecurities
Daily conflicts between I miss you and I need to love me more You disappear when your world is perfect You reappear when you're alone I've been constant - always present Always ready to give you all I said no more I am not an option you get to choose
I am kind I am compassionate and understanding People know when I love them because I love hard I am caring I listen I acknowledge I give feedback that doesn’t hide the truth but isn’t harsh All these things I am For others But not for me