I am that
The one who cheats
Not with one
Or two or some
But,
At every chance -
Life bequeaths.
Heinious, am I?
Why?
Because one is never enough
For me?
Then hate me for it,
Because I am that,
And that, I have always been.
Has that changed for which you loved me?
Now
I don't want to be that anymore
I want to cry
I want to share my craving and desire
I am weak
But you are strong and you can hold on to me
It would hurt you, no doubt,
But it will bring me out of misery.
I am that
Whom you loved,
And that I always want to be.
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