I only have so much to give, so don’t take more than you need. I’d like to make you happy, to make you pleased, but every time I do it takes a little out of me. You’re like a vampire or some feral leech. I feed you happiness and get none of it back. But what about me? I deserve to be happy too. We don’t really talk anymore. When you need support I’m there like a crutch, but the second I need it you pull away. You make it seem like I need too much, like I ask for too much. How could I not leave? If I knew of any other way, I would stay.
If you ever need a break up Speech, you know who to call.
Happy Days,
Afam.
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