I put my trust in you. I can’t get that back It’s hard to connect to someone who can’t even hold you in their arms without holding their phone

Worried about me leaving yet not doing enough for me to stay

Can anyone meet me where our hearts connect and we become more than friends and less than lovers 

Going through the storm together still able to smile while dancing in the rain

Why when the going gets tough I’m down to stand and fight and you look for someone else to ease the pain of battle? Even though they aren’t helping you in the struggle I am

I’m the one getting all the backlash of your mistakes but they get the condom in your pocket to protect them from the bullshit

But you need me to stay and be your comforter when I don’t even have enough food in my belly for the strength to mustard up the lies to tell you so you can feel good enough to stay out all night

I put my trust in you to beat your demons and maybe I should have been fighting my own

It’s getting to heavy to carry your load and mine

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