f00l-proof
The part that hurts the most isn't where you leave me hanging on by a thread above my head. It isn't when your energy levels deplete just at the thought of me like a dying battery needing a change. It isn't when you withhold what you feel I deserve like a reward and punishment system of sorts for what I'm worth. It isn't how you withdraw into an abysmal void as I desperately try to catch you, while you slip like sand through my fingers. The part that hurts the most is I don't think you even know I know