Complicated

Maybe if I left

His life wouldn’t be a mess.

I hate myself, and he works with a girl

She is who I was when I was his whole world.

She's beautiful, and outgoing and everything that I am not

So maybe that would be one less thing he would have

Going on.

He’d be stress free

Without me

All I am is a wreck

Seemingly lost

And all I can think about is how to stay small.

I have a theory I take up too much space but maybe I'm just trying to be complacent.

But she’s outgoing and funny and knows how to forgive and I’m just here trying to not give in

To the thoughts.