"Loving you is my Biggest Weakness"

Someone said this to me a year ago.

And it broke my heart.

He later went on to clean it up nicely and spin it into a real deep convo about the dynamics between male and female relationships, but that inital way I heard it, that 1st way I took it, the original way I felt it never quite left.

“Loving you is my biggest weakness.”

It is interesting to me now in ways that didn’t occur to me then. I can hear now, unlike then, the undertones of what wasn’t being said. For a year, I’ve dissected it, this one little sentence, I’ve analyzed it, broken it down a million different ways, established a million different meanings, taken it apart and rebuilt it, dug under it, and cracked it open. But really only one thing matters.

It hurt me.

It took me a year to figure that out.

I hate the way things were left.

But even more so I hate feeling I am the thing that’s making someone weak.

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