tolerate it.
am i in love with you or am i in love with abuse?
the two seem to be synonymous these days.
i know when i'm not wanted and i stick around anyway.
i know when you're not going to change your mind and i stick around anyway.
i know when my efforts are futile and i just keep trying.
and it happens so often with so many people that i start to wonder who the real problem is.
do i invite toxicity?
do i just seem easy to manipulate?
can people guess by just looking at me how fragile i really am?
that i'm really only ever one loss away from losing myself again?
i try so hard to keep people around and am only ever met with tolerance.
one of these days i'll learn to fade away.
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