You’re not like the others
And you so desperately want to believe
Nothing is turning that tide
He should save you from yourself
The way you save others from themselves…
That you’re heart is not available
He wants you fawning over him
You will believe the fantasy
With your submissive heart
And for a while, it will feel good
For a while, you’ll feel special
But eventually, you’ll want more
More than mere breadcrumbs
Licked off the floor like a feral cat
Deny it all you want… for now
Wanting more is not weakness
Wanting love is what makes us human
And you will have to peel yourself
And your broken heart off the floor
And by then, you’re an addict
To those pathetic, measly crumbs
Those five, ten, fifteen words a day
The “Good morning, beautiful”
The daily check-ins disappear
And by then, you’ve passed up
Oh, you’ll go back and forth
The giving and the taking
The approach and the retreat
The big wins and the sad defeats
The highest highs and the lowest lows
And if you’re honest with yourself
Really honest with yourself
Because you so desperately wanted to be his
And now you must pay the price
He never promised you a rose garden
He never promised more than let’s see
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