Why do you cry over them? Why do you try to own them? For lack of better words but what you want they aren’t showing. It’s happiness you’re owing yourself, the appreciation is lacking so why are you holding on? Said the last one was the last run of a situation that lacked love. Yet here you are, again. Trying to make it last huh? Trying to pour into a cup that won’t fill yours. Trying to force a future that’s not there. Retreating into your mind where regret begins to collect. You know their desires aren’t what you possess. They’re treating you less. Ignoring your cries of distress. Told yourself you’d only receive what it is you deserve, a promise you never kept. Told yourself you’d never let them get to you, another promise never kept.