Bend

I’ve bent so much
I’m now broken.
I’ve given so much
My tank is depleted.
I’ve compromised so much
I’m no longer myself.
This can’t be love.
Love is suppose to mend
Love is suppose to fill us
Love is suppose to reveal
our authentic selves.
But this love has left us
with less of who we once were.
This love is broken.

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