you got used to it

you realized I’m here to stay

we grew

only to then decay

 

our garden was once full

I planted the seeds

while you watered 

but here I am now, doing both

 

too absent minded 

or too selfish

to solve the misery 

I walk with

 

you know what it is

it was never a secret

I was told to deal with it

but this is not compromise

 

this is not to get used to

it is toxic

no peace of mind

no love to find

 

I’m sick of it

but losing you is difficult

this double edged sword

has me battling myself