We were meant for each other,

I’d get all dressed up for you, wearing the things you like to see me in. Pleasing you on all dimensions, we travel realms when we’re together.

But I know my love is thunderous and consuming,

I pour down with words affirmation and inspiration.

Never negating my partner needs, I’m a present lover.

I wanted to be your everything, but you weren’t ready. Potentially, I saw it being deadly so I jetted.

Walking away from you hurt every vessel in my body. My heart would rhythm sad melodies, causing hostilities inside, I ache. It felt abusive the way this pain latched onto me.

Is this withdrawal?

Tears falling without permission I thought you’d belong to only me, but you never say the right words.

You speak game like my feelings are a console.

I refused to be played because of a connection that is unsure. You aren’t sure, about me enough to come and get yours.