I Am Selfish

You. You always say that word better than I do. Your lips holding more passion and emotion than mine ever will when saying that word. I don't know how you do it. Maybe it is just who you are.

I am selfish. I hold myself and my needs above others. That is how I have learned to survive in this world. But you darling, you hold so many above yourself. Sometimes it tears you apart, and I don't know how you stand it. 

Selfish feelings appear to be cruel in society. It is a negative feeling in the eyes of most. That's how we are raised. I no longer see it that way, because I don't know if I would be alive if I didn't.

You always give me more than what I ask for and it is hard for me to return the favor. You say that I am more than enough, and that I show my affection, but I don't always believe that I do.

I have realized that being in love is hard.

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