# You Could Have It All !!
Sep. 29th, 2024 08:52 pm☆⋆。𖦹°‧★✮₊⊹₊⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆₊ ⊹✮
I crave your touch, your desire.
And I want to be the object of your affection.
The only one.
I want you to make the first move.
To spoil me with kisses.
To pay attention when I talk.
To surprise me with a ring.
And you've heard this all before.
I want to have that innocent romance.
And I want to have those passionate nights.
And I want you to be the one.
And you'll do what I say.
But only what I say.
I can't be your savior.
I can't be your crutch.
I can't push down who I am.
I've tried to be who you want me to.
But it hurts too much to watch you love someone I'm not.
I can't hold the crushing weight.
I just want that tender love.
I want you to treat me like I'm yours.
To show me you love me.
I can see right through you.
I can tell that you look for him in me.
That you hate who I've become.
You've lost interest.
And you're in love with a projection.
I can tell how much I exhaust you.
How much you have to pretend.
You don't want me- not the me that I am.
It crushes me to know you've settled.
Everything you do is to satisfy your own guilt.
Your guilt of mourning our love.
Because you've given up long ago.
Before you even realized it.
You are holding onto the scraps of something you are bored of.
I can feel it,
I can hear it,
I can see it.
Anyone could.
We both know
I could never be the one for you.
I never was,
and I never will be.
Maybe I'm mourning us, too.
☆⋆。𖦹°‧★✮₊⊹₊⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆₊ ⊹✮
I crave your touch, your desire.
And I want to be the object of your affection.
The only one.
I want you to make the first move.
To spoil me with kisses.
To pay attention when I talk.
To surprise me with a ring.
And you've heard this all before.
I want to have that innocent romance.
And I want to have those passionate nights.
And I want you to be the one.
And you'll do what I say.
But only what I say.
I can't be your savior.
I can't be your crutch.
I can't push down who I am.
I've tried to be who you want me to.
But it hurts too much to watch you love someone I'm not.
I can't hold the crushing weight.
I just want that tender love.
I want you to treat me like I'm yours.
To show me you love me.
I can see right through you.
I can tell that you look for him in me.
That you hate who I've become.
You've lost interest.
And you're in love with a projection.
I can tell how much I exhaust you.
How much you have to pretend.
You don't want me- not the me that I am.
It crushes me to know you've settled.
Everything you do is to satisfy your own guilt.
Your guilt of mourning our love.
Because you've given up long ago.
Before you even realized it.
You are holding onto the scraps of something you are bored of.
I can feel it,
I can hear it,
I can see it.
Anyone could.
We both know
I could never be the one for you.
I never was,
and I never will be.
Maybe I'm mourning us, too.
☆⋆。𖦹°‧★✮₊⊹₊⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆₊ ⊹✮