“Is he ok
with me talking to you?”
A question
sends me into
A simple question,
instant anger.
You are my love,
not my owner.
I don’t need
your permission
to talk to anyone.
I stay because I want to stay.
When I’m done, I’ll go.
Your suspicions
infuriate me.
I could talk forever
and you wouldn’t
believe me.
so I just stop trying
to convince you.
I shouldn’t have to fight so hard
for your trust.
I stay because I want to stay.
When I’m done, I’ll go.
Your insecurity
just makes me
want to run.
To go where I want
To do what I want
To see who I want
think only
of my own happiness.
Trying to protect your heart
is killing me.
You have to
protect it yourself.
I stay because I want to stay.
When I’m done, I’ll go.