Winds Of Winter (so edgy)

 You would say

i love you

like it was

a suicide note;

like the last bloom

of the rose

before the grip 

of winter. 

In the end tho,

the only one who ended up

being ended,

was me

i've been thinking about you recently; about how hard it must have been for you to love someone who can only exist in pieces. i know your upbringing left you with scares on your skin, and i think it left marks on your heart as well.

i don't think you know how to let someone love you, and i'm not sure i do either. Some days you would tell me you loved me and it sounded like goodbye; like you were always waiting for me to leave. i often felt like things were so intense because you were trying to take all you could from us before it ended; like you were grieving us even when i was next to you.

i guess, i'm just trying to tell you that i understand, and there's nothing for me to forgive; you never took more than i gave.