No one's no one I'm nothing

You are right. You are not the responsible for my happiness. Nobody is, of course, responsible for it but ourselves. Though I am positive (ironically) to say you are the reason for my sadness. You not being responsible for my happiness does not mean you would not have the potential to bring a smile to my face, to make my heart make sense, to create a safe environment to open up and share. I am this fragile. I need to be taken care of from time to time. Specially now that I am at a breaking point and I feel I can not bend any further than that. The sensation making the air so dense is that your whole world is against us. Against me. Against me being with you. I should never be afraid of the endless pain. I sink deeper everyday when I imagine and picture you delivering to somebody more down-to-earth what you have not delievered to me in months. Your lips never swim in mine. Your body never navegates with mine. Your plans never include mine. I long, deeply, for love, affection and desire just like everybody else - and it rips me apart to understand I am not the recepient of the lips, the body, the plans of the person I love with my whole heart and soul. I'm no one's no one. Full of vulnerabilities and heavy depression. I am alone. I belong to no one. I matter to no one. I'm no one's priority. 

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