I have never claimed to be anything above average.
I have never claimed to be perfection.
I have a lot to give, I have too much.
“Too much love to give” he would say.
and I’d cry.
I’d cry when he’d leave. I have cried everyday.
I’m drowning myself in all of it.
“No need to worry. And time heals.” I would hear.
I’m lost, and I will forever be searching for him. I will look for the reason why it hurts so much.