It’s been 10 years now and you’d think I would have learned that this is what you always do.
I thought maybe with time it would change, but I’m learning the problem isn’t me.
You are the one who pulls close, and then pushes away.
I was hoping I would be important enough to you to stay.
I understand that you have your struggles.
I’ve been with you through a lot of the pain.
But I’m sick of being the person that’s easy to throw away.
Sometimes I’m the first one you run to when things start to fall apart.
I’ve helped you pick up the pieces of multiple broken hearts.
But when life gets too heavy, and you think we’ve grown too close,
I’m always the first one to go.
I wish you saw how cruel it is to ghost someone whose lost so much.
But I don’t even think you realize what you’re doing,
you’re just used to using this as a crutch.
One day you’ll learn that I won’t be around forever,
and I’m definitely not naive.
So I hope you treat yourself better than you’re treating me.