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You don’t care enough to fight for me I care so much that I don’t fight for myself You say you have to sort yourself out That you don’t want a relationship with me But you still want me around? I hope you sort yourself out I hope you realise you want me when it’s too late to have me I hope that you realise you love me when I love myself so much that I don’t need your attention You’re a young boy You have a heart of gold but your laziness over time got old Youre going through a lot and so I am We need time to find ourselves I just hope that I also find myself away from the phone when I’m sad and alone Every first message, every “I miss you” makes me feel more and more desperate and pathetic for a love and acceptance that I was never given It’s not your fault that I lack love Why should he have to fill a hole he never dug? I need to do that for me I need to do the filling on my own So that I can be proud of myself and love myself I’ve been filling my hole for a while why should I hand the shovel over for fives minutes? Why should I give away sole credit for my resilience? I’m not a project Why am so palming off to-do lists to whoever gives me love I didn’t need love then I don’t need love now I’m learning to love myself and until then I’ll share that with who deserves to be around
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Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 4:27 AM UTC
The Line Between Loving and Self Loathing: Thin.
You don’t care enough to fight for me I care so much that I don’t fight for myself You say you have to sort yourself out That you don’t want a relationship with me But you still want me around? I hope you sort yourself out I hope you realise you want me when it’s too late to have me I hope that you realise you love me when I love myself so much that I don’t need your attention You’re a young boy You have a heart of gold but your laziness over time got old Youre going through a lot and so I am We need time to find ourselves I just hope that I also find myself away from the phone when I’m sad and alone Every first message, every “I miss you” makes me feel more and more desperate and pathetic for a love and acceptance that I was never given It’s not your fault that I lack love Why should he have to fill a hole he never dug? I need to do that for me I need to do the filling on my own So that I can be proud of myself and love myself I’ve been filling my hole for a while why should I hand the shovel over for fives minutes? Why should I give away sole credit for my resilience? I’m not a project Why am so palming off to-do lists to whoever gives me love I didn’t need love then I don’t need love now I’m learning to love myself and until then I’ll share that with who deserves to be around
#love#heartbreak#kindness#selflove#growth#resilience#keepgoing#yourself#alone#lonely
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nikitam
26/F
Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 4:27 AM UTC
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