Therapy

I'm sorry that I dump everything on you

but I don't apologize for you being my person

Sharing my life with you is my favorite part of the day

but I'm seeing the strain in your eyes 

and I'm afraid I'm about to lose you

I've lost friends before

my words too much to handle

in so little time

I promise I don't mean to let out all my hate 

but you're my comfortable 

and I don't want to spend money on a therapist

they won't give me anything in return

See because I love listening to your world

The ugly, sad, and yet damn beautiful

I'll take it on

Wear it like a sweater 

but I can get tired too

I get it

I'll just write down my insecurities here 

and tell you how good I have it