Through it all

And through it all I guess I learned the hard way

I thought love was that thing you fought for

true love you’d fight for

you’d do anything for

I didn’t know the fight would be like this

my fingers turned blue and purple from the frostbite of your cold words

the scab has healed but I still feel the slash from your icicles you engrained into me

the soft words to reel me back in just to throw it all out with the echoes of your screams I could never get away from

i think I learned as much as i wanted to call you home I never could

i felt a safety with the stability of finally calling something home

yet I craved the time away from you, the moments I could take a deep breath

I envied the real love everyone else felt while I was forced to fall in love with what was presented through a page of photos of masked emotions and dread plastered with a smile and a caption

and maybe we used each other to fill this void

this hollow tunnel inside we called our hearts

i learned that sometimes not every love will be worth the fight no matter how much you’d want it to be

and through it all maybe love just wasn’t meant for me