My love and Him

He never wanted to be with me the way I wanted to be with him.
That’s why he never believed that anything could be fixed.
Everything just was.

He never wanted to be with me, he just wanted to be with me because I meant that he was no longer lonely.

Pleading, pleading I was.
And he, angry angry.
Love him, love him, I did.
And he, angry angry.

I didn’t want him to think I trying to change him.
But he did.
I didn’t want to feel like he was guarded.
But I did.

I told him I didn’t remember ever crying as hard as when I let him go.

The hardest thing about letting go is not knowing if the other person truly understands just how hard it was to do.

I didn’t want to love with boundaries.
I create boundaries with associates, those untrustworthy.
But not with him, my love.
My love, my one and only.

But he was never..confident about my pleasure pleased.