the thing that gets me

I think the thing that gets me

is that you have no idea

what's going on in my life

or in my head

my past

my heart

and still

you never ask

and I think that's why

even though you're not him

this feels too familiar

in the worst

possible way

I know you're wrong for me

and that this will never last

but I think the loneliness

as an alternative

is just too much to bear

and it's not that I want to stay

it's just that I don't want to leave

it's just that I don't know how

to be alone

I guess I never have

besides

what's my purpose, really

if it's not to love?

when loving

is the only thing

I've ever wanted to do?

or maybe

the only thing left to do

now that my dreams

have all died on the vine

but I know you're wrong for me

and I know this will never last

I just don't know if I'm ready

to be alone again

so soon.