Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I see rejection where there is none?
Being in love is like flying with no safety net
It feels like nothing else in the world, but,
when you fall, you fall hard.
Pain takes my breath away
thinking about you.
I know you have needs
I have needs too.
Whose do we satisfy? Why?
Who decides? Who balances the scales?
Why is it so ******* hard being away from you?
I try to hold back the tears
I try to respect your space
But, ******* hell, I am screaming
and you can't hear me.
I miss you, I want to touch you
but you won't come.
If that is not rejection, then
my mind is hell on earth.