At the beginning, you warned me,
That I was going to get hurt.
You told me you couldn't help yourself,
That you couldn't control it.

Initially, I thought I was fine.
I thought I could take whatever you threw at me,
How bad could it be?
What was the worst that you could do?

First were minor things,
Things that built my confidence,
Made me feel invincible,
They didn't affect me.

Then there was the first major incident.
You needed space.
I said I was fine, and for the first few days I was.
You came back just in time.

But now here we are.
It's been a month and the hurting is here.
I knew I'd miss you,
I didn't know it'd be this bad.

I can't be without you.
I crave your company,
I long for your touch,
I miss your scent.

You took what was once a strong man,
reduced him to a weak fool.
I thought I could handle you.
But no one is truly invincible.