what it looks like

This is what it

looks like.

Me

sitting

missing you.

reminding myself 

not to get

lost in you.

This is what

it looks like.

Me doing

things

to make

sure you

are not

number

one.

Why do

I do these

things?

I do them

so I can

survive

that I do 

not get lost.

I can jump

in that hole.

Bury myself

deep in that 

hole.

But...

I do not want to.

So..

This is what it looks like.

Me living my life,

loving myself first.

Loving you second

and being ok

with that.

That is what it looks

like and

that is what

I am doing.