Letting go
It hurts
It hurts more than anything I've ever done
But there are some things that I just
Cannot fix,
No matter how much I might want to

I was pouring so much of myself into you,
Trying to fill you up
But you were a bucket
Not a bucket that had a hole,
No
But a bucket without a bottom.
And there would just never be enough of me to fill you.
The world would flood before I could fix you

I'm sorry
But I can't be the only one fixing you
You have to fix you, too.

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