I should stop blaming you...
I should stop blaming you.
I admit there were monsters hiding under my bed even before you lay on top of it. I am half alive and that is not your fault. I shouldn't have made you the center of the universe and fall apart when you suddenly went off axis. I gambled for what I wanted when I knew all along it wasn't what I needed nor deserved. I shouldn't have set up lights to guide you home when I myself am lost.
Loneliness is quite addicting when you've been screwed over one too many times before, but I don't want to live that way. I need to stop blaming you for not giving something that you don't have. And I should stop blaming myself for yearning to be in a place where I am not wanted.
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