The Battle Was Lost Long Before It Began
I don't want to do this anymore. I am not a second thought. A second guess. I deserve more than this. I am not too young. I deserve to be the thing that keeps someone up at night. Can't eat. Can't sleep. Over the fence. Kind of love. I do not want to be a leftover thought. I do not want to be something to pass the time. I do not want someone to be unable to live without me. I want them to not want to live without me. I don't want to do this anymore.