I.
Identity
Lost somewhere between the “I love you’s”
And the everyday “I am sorry l…I didn’t think that would bother you?”
Yes. I am at your mercy.
And, Ive forgotten what being “I” feels like.
Waiting for that moment when my wants and needs
Are considered like a part of life
Like the sun shining.
Or the moon rising.
I am doing it all wrong…
This relationship thing.

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