I don't know how to keep going for myself.
Every time I fall in love, I hang on to them.
I picture our wedding, our house, our kids.
And you know what?
I'm not seeing our future.
I'm seeing theirs.
I am never there with them.
I can never see myself.
I never realized this before.
I always keep living for our future together.
And when they leave, I am on the brink of death.
Even after I have let go of my clingy ideas,
I can never see a future for myself.
This is why I latch onto people,
And hang on so hard I appear toxic at first glance.
I'm not toxic.
I'm just scared.
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Survive: Collected Poems
Ποίηση~WATTY'S 2019~ ~NOTICE~ AS OF 2/3/19, THIS COLLECTION HAS TOO MANY PARTS! READ VOLUME 2, THRIVE, OUT TODAY! On the pain, love, and passion that makes me human. Potential swearing, mentions of suicide, self harm, depression, rape, etc.
