Vital

this isn't love

Hollow promises but a heavy loss

I grieved our bond that put me under so much pressure

Your arms were more like stern clasps

I could never get too comfortable but also feared your absence

Replaceable, in a second, that's what you said

Then why do you keep me so close, lock and key

Have I mistaken your groveling and insecurity for anger

Have I had enough of you taking from my own glass so you don't feel empty