All the times that I chose
not to leave.
To save you.

All the times I sat on the edge
Tore strips of my skin
And thought of you
As I watched the blood throb
My veins screaming to release.

And I chose.
I could not hurt you.
A sacrifice that saved me.

My hurt remains
But you are saved
A cyclical sacrifice that you are party to
Unaware of its existence.

You are all gone now.
And my pain serves to remind of each time you saved me.

In love.
I perish.
Please survive.

Also, “saved.”


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