She is doing kind of **** I would never do
It genuinely hurts to see the way she's treating you
Back when mine I treated you as if you were my king
Looks as if in her mind you are nothing more than a fling
I try to hide disapproval because I don't have the right
To tell who is and who isn't worthy of holding you so tight
But is hard to witness you take any amount of abuse
Emotional and physical
You refuse to cut her loose
Does it seem I am simply sipping on some haterade?
Opinion formed without even giving you a chance to persuade
In gut instinct churns that she will run once more
What is stopping her now that wasn't in the way before?
Despite previous cold shoulder you dove right back into her (eye-see)icy sea
You really believe she changed overnight into the woman you need her to be
Suspicions
Concerns
Questions swarm my confused mind
You chase what does not care and leave who loves you behind
Rushing to her side again the moment you get the chance
When she pushes away I'm sure you'll repeat the dance
At worst I threw some punches when I lost control of my fist
Appears violent tendencies are something she doesn't bother to resist
I hope under covers she at least warms your body at night when it's late
Waking up by you privilege missed most so I pray that one blessing she appreciates
I wish her to hold you down whether doing good or bad
Because I supported through struggles no matter how little you had
She better carry more weight than I could to help relieve your heavy load
Demonstrating far greater strength then the pathetic bit I showed
Inevitably she will grow tired of the endless games and lies
Wonder how much manipulation she'll endure before she will finally cave and realize
I had given up on promised transformation and pushed for solely honesty
Something tells me she is not capable of accepting that this is all you'll ever be
She does a more adequate job than me at being everything you desire
Does a word exist describing the qualities I lack which you require?
Inside is excruciating knowing you have discovered happiness with someone new
In presence underneath maintained composure visciously longing to fall for anyone other than you
Unsure how much misery must drown in before loneliness finally sets me free
Maybe it is time to admit that this cage my heart is locked within was created with no key

PC came, RD comes.
Their Nana fill melts,
their candles in my midst
It's key to lock tryst.
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We are 70% water

Water reflects the world above, as the world above, below

When I face the water, I am in the reflection. The reflection is me.

I am the reflection.

Humans are 70% water. When I gaze into the water, I find myself looking back.

Water sees my reflection.

Water sees water. We are 70% water, after all.

Water and I are one, as you and I are one.

I love water, for loved water nourishes my being.

Water naturally takes care of itself of all things that are not water, letting go of all that does not make water safe to drink.

Water removes all that does not reflect clear images. You cannot see your face in very ***** water. You do not want to see your face in ***** water.

Water nurtures itself by doing so naturally. Water loves itself and knows how to keep itself clean.

I reflect my reality, as the water does. I reflect my actions, as the water does.

I am human. Maybe you are too.

Water holds memory, such as I, and I hold loving memories, therefore my water is clean.
I let go of all things that are not loving me, like clean water.
I am worthy clean water.
I love myself, I let go of all that does not heal me.

You want to be clean water.
Love yourself too, so that you can love me as I love you.