I don’t know why I seek comfort
In your decrepit arms,
Your heart is shattered, lungs are damaged
From all the harm you’ve done.
I don’t know why I keep expecting
For you to fix my aches and pains,
When all you do is punish me
For feeling any pain.
You lack the words, you lack the patience
What if I had lacked them then?
Would you be where you are right now
If I had been so mean?
I don’t know why I reach for you
To fix the holes in me,
When all you do is run away
Until you need something.
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