One wants you to find someone better.
Someone closer. Someone more.
Another couldn’t bare to watch
my greatest love
hold anyone else.
This one is selfish.
Saving you for my own even if
I haven’t earned it.
That one is hopeless.
Pushing you away because there are people
who could give you it all.
The one on the floor is too filled with fear to try.
The one in the clouds too soft to risk being broken.
There is one wrapped around your finger with all its strength,
And one already starting to run away.
A conflict has been going on between them for weeks,
Causing me to be at war,