Is there heart rehab?

Enroll my broken heart

I can’t carry this on my own… Photo via Unsplash

I could sit here for days and name all the reasons I love and hate you.

That’s the problem.

You take up my entire being.

You are who fills me.

I can no longer fill myself and instead of trying I look in other places.

I find parts of you in other people.

All the negative qualities.

And I latch onto those because they’re a drug. An escape.

But also, a reminder that you are the person who controls my every move.