By Zoë Amber
i had to love myself to let go of you. i had to start from scratch and learn to be my own person. i had to break myself into two because you were my other half. to you love is nothing but a game and i was your controller. i feel like you pinned my feet to the ground and dared me to stand up. i was just a pawn to your collection and was too afraid to lose you to admit it. i broke myself and put you together with the pieces, just for you to give your heart to someone else. loving you was a battle. i promised to love you until the day i took my last breath, so you took my lungs. i promised to see only the best in you, so you blinded me. i gave you an inch but you made it a mile. loving you is a game i cannot win. i learned to let you go then you crawled right back into my life and refused to let me. i love you with every bone in my body but hate you with every fiber of my being. loving you is a war i cannot win but i will fight until my bones ache. i will fight until my chest collapses. i will fight until my heart pumps its last drop of blood to my body. love is war.