I Don’t Want You Because You’re Not Him
I hate that I’m closing you out
because you’re not him
I hate that I’m closing you out
because you’re not him
You were my entire world until one day you decided I wasn’t what you wanted, so you left. You left without warning.
I heard you found someone
new.
A stranger
you met over the weekend.
You ran to her
to take away your pain.
I don’t want someone to come into my life and try to fix the broken pieces of me. I don’t want someone to come and shower me in compliments hoping to lift my self-esteem.
“I would die protecting someone I love. I would jump on a grenade or take a bullet to save their life, not for the honor, but because their life is more important than my own.”
Your memory burns like a wildfire through my mind. I’ve been trying to fight it, slow it down, but it just keeps spreading.
I want to know the least amount possible because that way there is no real attachment that can occur. That way I’m not allowing myself to find real feelings by relating your life to mine.
Don’t spend your life suffering because of self-inflicted pain from believing you’re not good enough. Fall in love with yourself, find your passions and pursue what makes you feel alive.
We were each other’s own personal form of cocaine. Each time we thought we were strong enough to give it up and walk away, the urge came back and we took another hit.
I want to give into you again because as wrong as it is, it also feels so right, so I do. Even though I know you’re a bad decision before I make it.