I tried my best and stayed,
stayed as long as I could,
but the weight,
I couldn’t bear it anymore.
Day by day I lost sight of who I was,
and who I became I couldn’t recognize.
Felt like I was pushed down a tunnel
with no air to breath;
Or a bird with no wings to fly.
It was my mistake,
I simply forgot to love myself
while trying to love you.
You aren’t a bad guy,
but I just wasn’t for you.
I was meant to spread my wings and fly,
until I meet the one
who would reach for the sky with me.
Two good people aren’t necessarily good for each other, sometimes they can turn out to be toxic for each other. 💘
#Can’t thank my friend Art Of Sketchers for providing me his amazing sketch 😇
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