swallowing my goodbyes

it’s been you and i
the very beginning as the sun
rose in the sky
the sun to my moon, my reason –
you are my life –
but love grew barren across the seasons
and you left me to cry,
swallowing my goodbyes

love is not love if it is toxic. love can exist without constant presence and touches. love is, according to aristotle’s belief in friendships, mutual virtue – respect for one another, if you will. you should never be the sun in someone’s dark night for the entire relationship; the same goes for the other way.

you deserve a healthy love and nothing less.

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