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He doesn’t love, he says
Because he thinks he’s broken
And that’s what breaks you, truly
That what you tried hardest to fix decides that he doesn’t deserve to be
And when he tells you he needs you
You wonder ‘why?
Why, when all I ever do is leave?’
But when he clutches at your arms
You wonder why you ever needed to leave in the first place
But ‘need’ is a strong word, you think
Just like that, you’ve become a necessity
And, well, that’s terrifying
But, terrifyingly, you’d die for him
Hell, you already have.
And you think that should be enough
But it isn’t, because he’s died for you as well
And thus, death becomes nothing more than a shot
At the redemption you both so desperately seek
(you both desperately ‘need’)
And you wonder why a word so strong
Could ever make you feel so weak
So you don’t tell him
Not in the way he tells you
With words and such
He says you were never good with them anyways
But you let your eyes linger on his and you stand as close as you can to him
Like this proximity makes up for the times your closeness to him ended in bruises and blood
Because this time, you mean to heal those wounds
So you don’t dare leave him
Not when you’re both just fighting to stay alive
Just so the other won’t stop fighting
(because, this is the push and pull you need)
He says he needs you
Obviously, you know that
He knows you need him, too
He needs to know that
But you don’t tell him
Because, you know, some things are better left unsaid
But words left unsaid
Become digits and commands in a queue
Six years is a blink of an eye to you
But you know you’ve missed too much
Up in the air, not by his side
So this time
When he asks you to stay,
You do.