All of my turning fears

I don’t know what I am

Everything I used to care about I don’t

I used to want to be powerful and happy

Now I’m always sad about something

My heart is heavy I always feel but I can’t seem to float like I used to

I need you to take care of me right now

Because I’m not okay

I’ve been taking care of you can’t you take care of me this once

I wanted to tell you that I needed you

But the ‘I’ wasn’t me

And the ‘you’ wasn’t you

Can you see the heart of a man who loves you

Wants to protect you

And not fear him?

I always thought I was bad at love

But it turns out, love was bad at me

People say it’s not a good love but love never favored us anyway so why should we play by it’s rules?