five years later
repeated requests
same old fights.  
when we were apart
I wanted to swim,
but didn’t feel you under
me.
felt like I was drowning.
you on top, i
feel like I am drowning.
ironically irritating,
how time trickles in.
do I end this relationship
to potentially hurt someone
who loves me more
then I him?
ironic how I have no regrets
and act spontaneously
on the spot,
yet I fake it thru so no
time goes
wasted.
I am living a lie
I’m too afraid to bloom out of.
I am wilting
yet I stay due to the fact
he has something to wilt.