I'm such a fool
Waiting for him
Waiting for change
For something different
I love him, still
But not like I used to
This love is made of pain
Of madness
Of jealousy and of hate and of anger
Its roots stem from friendship
And end in broken trust
I love him,
but not from my heart
From fear and insecurity
That he may leave again
Of his own free will
To remind me that I'm not good enough
To give me yet another reason not to trust him
I was, and still am a fool
I poison him with my bitterness
He kills me with his indifference
And we will continue to hunt each other
Until one of us is dead
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