I hate that I love,

I hate that I need it not want it,

I crave it like no other,

It has left me dysfunctional,

Anxiety attacks and mental breakdowns haunt me,

They wait for my lowest of times to take advantage,

They never love just one,

There’s always another waiting,

And it’s never me that wins,

But I shouldn’t have to compete,

When I give my heart I give it whole,

When I receive it is just a fraction,

I try my best to give the world,

It seems to never be enough.