I can’t lean on you..
Seemingly never ending tears without consolation. Rules were too stiff for exceptions with you. Simply, all I asked was to be a priority, an exception. The unachievable with you. Rather, I’m forced to find comfort in the relation to heartbreaking songs. Hurt festering to the point of illness. Forced to push you away when ALL I want is to know I can stay. This time, I’m not sure how far I’m going to have to walk away. Slowly, the distance grows deeper and deeper. When do you drown?
