warning for suicide topics (this is not a vent)

are you man enough?

You never chose me the way you should’ve. You never saw me as someone to keep, only as someone to turn to when you needed comfort or familiarity.
The worst part? I allowed it.
I allowed myself to believe that you could change, that your love for me could be enough, that the way you’d promise forever was more than just words spoken in the quiet moments.
I let myself be the one you had, even though I was never truly the one you wanted.
I gave pieces of myself, thinking that if I just gave more, if I just loved harder, if I just held on tighter, you’d see me the way I saw you. But that was never the truth.
You wanted everything, but you didn’t want me.
And now, I realize I was always just the one you had, until you didn’t.

confetti
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person
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Sock
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