dying to be loved
You say you want love
No, you say you need love
Love from me
Love from us
You say you crave the feeling of being loved by me
Yet when I feel loved by you
It’s a constant reminder of pain
A constant brokenness in my soul
You say you live for me
Well I am dying for you
I give my life so willingly
To be loved
To be anything more
To be you
Is life so unfair that it grants immunity to your enemy
It serves you vulnerable like a roast duck
Is the burden of power to great to seek
Do you willingly give up freedom to be with me?
You are a light in the dark
A speculation for some theory
You are a key in the door
Left wide open with secrets to devour
Like Hors d oeuvres served cold
A disgusting appetizer
Left out for seconds
You are my biggest flaw
You served my secrets raw
Yet somehow you say I broke the mold
Well cheers to my brokenness that makes us whole
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