Access to me,
Appreciation from me,
Understanding from me.
Expectations set by you,
Compromises that benefit you,
Our time is revolved around you.
A love that feels
Transactional.
But worse than that,
I am a provider,
Body and soul,
To you.
You eat your cake
and I become it.
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Author:
applecherry (
Offline) - Published: August 19th, 2026 17:46
- Category: Love
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Comments1
There is a feel of being used in this poem. Well written
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