I don't fit in anywhere.
Not with random people,
Not with acquaintances,
Heck.
Not even with my family

However,
It's sick, and yet comforting
that I fit with you.

No matter how many times
you have ruined me

I still fit into you.

It's plain and bland but
just by thinking of you,
I survive.
No. I don't thrive
But at least I survive.

I hate how you know me so well
that even when we're not together anymore
You know my heart is yours.
Still yours.

I hate that you're happy.
I hate that you're happy without me.
I hate that you now fit somewhere.
Somewhere I will never belong.
It's just as if you have excluded me on purpose

I hate that no matter how hard I try
I will never fit into you again.

But that's okay.
Maybe it's even for the best.
It's humiliating
It's agonising
But hey...

You can come back to me
Whenever you feel like
You don't fit in anymore.