On my own
I am completed.
On my own
I am undefeated.
And for whatever reason,
you think
that I need you.
You think
that I want you.
You think
I suffer
the days we are apart.
You think
my pain
comes from a broken heart.
But the only reason
I am hurting
is because
I find you annoying.
And I,
a goddess of love,
a controller of time,
an afflictor of pain,
am fine without
you.