I don't know what I'm feeling anymore.
He loves me,
so why can't I let myself love him too?
What's holding me back?
And he says he loves me too,
so why am I so wary of his love, and often
left feeling unfulfilled and deserted?
I don't love me right now,
and when I look in the mirror
I don't recognize this person
in front of me anymore.
My nights are filled with
stolen kisses and
drunken ***,
yet I'm always left alone
at the end of it.
And it's then, when I'm
lonely and tearful
that I question everything,
most of all
myself.
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