Ash & Smoke

I stopped fighting for you.

I quit chasing you around,

trying to get you to just see me.

I quit attempting to create beauty out of

the ashes of your broken promises,

and the smoke of empty commitments.

I took a step back, finally saw the whole picture,

and you had the audacity to ask me,

“Why did you give up on us?”

It’s not that I gave up on us.

But I couldn’t keep fighting with you

to just fucking love me like I deserved.

I put my love for you inside a locked box,

threw away the heavy brass key,

and decided to love myself instead.

I won’t apologize for that.

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