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Every time you come near me is only to break me more. Over and over, I witnessed you finding the smallest crack inside of me, where you can pour your poison and stir it with all my past pains.

Over and over, I hate myself for allowing a broken stranger to camp in all my thoughts, to show me that my pain will not be validated.

Over an over, in every lifetime, I come and find you, and you are still the same broken, selfish coward who runs from me, blames me, hurts me. Loves everything and everyone else but not me. Never me.

Who never remembers what has to be done and tries to prove to the world all the wrong things.

We both try to prove the wrong things to the wrong people.

I try to receive validation from you, and you try to receive  validation from others. What a funny, unfair loop we are stuck in.