NIGHTS WASTED ON YOU

Tonight, I took the time to think about all the nights I've wasted on you. All the worries and fears. My insecurities, being with you was war that would end up wounding everyone. The way you told me to trust you, but I never could. And I was not wrong. The times we spent together was bittersweet but I don't regret it. The way you never shared your problems with me but demanded for my love. The times you took me for granted to be by your side at 3am. But also your tenderness when I was loosing my mind. Hearing your heartbeat when you pulled me close to your chest. Waiting for me outside my door to start the day. How you were fiercely protective of me but dominating. You gave me comfort though it was short lived. The nights that you called me and sang to me through the phone. The way you tried to write for me but you were never that good at writing. How you would look into my eyes when you were speaking to me, like I was the only one that mattered. But ultimately, it was deceit.

And yet, another night such as tonight, wasted on thinking-- no, reminiscing about you.