He could say "I love you" just one time.
Just one time.
That one time could have more depth of emotions than all those 1002 times you breathed to him.
And it isn't fair.
It isn't fair that he loves you a lot;
he'd move mountains and knock out constellations
just for you.
Yet you wouldn't even jump over a puddle for him.
He could look at you like you're giving him life
and his breathing body depends on it
but everyone knows you're the reason
his once full, purely soul
is now chipped and torn.
Drenched
in toxicity
that you've
injected
into his veins.

-m.b