More Than I Thought

This hurts me more than I thought it would.

I did this for me

Because I thought it was what I wanted,

Because I thought it was what I needed.

Right?

I did this for you

Because I couldn’t keep hurting you,

Because I couldn’t keep convincing myself.

Right?

 

I'm more confused than I thought I'd be.

Why now does my heart hurt for you?

Why now does my heart yearn for you?

Am I so afraid of being alone?

Or…

Do I really miss you?

Do I really want you?

Do I really need you?

This poem is about: 
Me

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