The closer I get to happiness and acceptance
The farther she falls into despair
We can't talk anymore without pain and tears swelling her face up like a bursting water balloon
I can't cry anymore
I'm sick of crying
Fighting and screaming on the inside
I realize that all the pain I feel towards her and myself is self inflicted
I don't love myself
I love her but she still cries
Her heart isn't ready
It's not ready for a relationship between us
It's not ready to let the old me go
I don't want to leave but I can't bear to see another tear roll down her cheek
I can't go another sleepless night wondering if she cares or understands
Can't go another night not knowing how she feeling
How can I love her if I don't have love for myself?
I respect myself
I love her
I love her to death actually
But the question is does she love me enough to be miserable a little while longer?
If she didn't I wouldn't blame her
Because who could ever love someone who doesn't love themselves?
How strong is love?
Because the farther I push her away
The more I realize I need her
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