For you to choke on my whimpers, lose your thought with each sob. I wish for just once it was you, begging and crying, and holding on for me for dear life. For once I wish you would be the pathetic one, the one who sobs and cries, and crumbles.
I am tired of being loose paint who chips away each moment, losing my passionate color for someone who doesn’t even seem to notice the room fading. I am so scared to let you go, I’m willing to let go of everything I know about myself. I am the cliche of the lonely- the one who falls harder than expected and doesn’t understand when the other person doesn’t fall with them
And just once, I wish you could understand. For once I wish you were the one frustrated because you don’t understand how someone you love so much couldn’t care less about you. For once I wish you could cry, be human, be pathetic, and scared, and lonely, and hurt. For once, I wish you would be the one to fall.