I don't think you quite understand how much I have to change myself at times in order to be with you. I make sure to change so I will fit all your needs, comforts, wants. I don't think you realise that I put in so much effort to be there for you all the time. To be what you want me to be.
I don't think you realise that it hurts when you ask for more even though I've already given everything.
I can't really blame you, because I never tell. I don't think you'd understand anyways
You wouldn't ever understand how much I give up to be with you, and that's okay. I'm not going to waste headaches on that. You are my only choice
A poem every day 28/5/20
I hate being mad at people. Specifically when they can't help it