Loving you drained me. Over and over, repeatedly I told you \"I love you with everything I have\".
And it was true.
Every fibre of my being, every breath I inhaled, every atom in the air surrounding me was dedicated to loving you.
Each day spent with you was more time and more love I willingly handed over. Then for awhile, it didn\'t seem to matter. Because even as I gave everything I had, your very presence had the ability to replace all that was gone.
Where I had given a laugh you had as well, and hearing the ring of the joyous noise managed to keep my spirits high.
Soon enough though, I grew tired of giving what I no longer had. My hands were empty and yet you held them. I had thought it to be a comforting gesture but I had been mistaken. Yo only help my hands so I would have to ask for help when I fell. Which, yet again, seems caring, until I came to realize it was you who had tripped me.
You took all I had and yet never tried to return the favor. To keep away the aching, I tainted my mind with sweet delusions and daydreams. The scent of adoration stayed near and I made myself believe you loved me. But in reality, I was feeding myself lies.
I gave you all I had and left nothing to support myself other than a faux reality.
Loving you drained me. But loving you was the most beautiful mistake I ever made.