Worth It

My love makes me miserable

And I no longer know if it's most of the days

But the other option is way scarier.

Lately she doesn't even let me leave the house, 

go on vacations or meet with my loved ones.

But some days she brings me the most beautiful flowers,

So in the end I guess it's worth it. 

Isn't it?

There was a time when I thought of leaving her.

I couldn't stand it anymore.

The constant pain. 

The constant struggle.

But she held me tighter than ever

She told me that we could still fix things.

She promised me a beautiful future.

And convinced me to stay.

Yet that future was never as she painted it.

A friend once told me 

that this was like the night sky.

"We don't look at the big dark space. 

We look at the bright moments of joy. 

22 years of stars. Think about that."

Think about that.

And the terrible thing is that 

I'm absolutely, deeply in love with her.

I'll never ever leave her willingly.

And the harder she pushes me away,

The more I get to know her darker shades,

The more I'm convinced about not letting go.

The more it aches,

the more it bothers me to know

That life will always be worth it.

I.Sierra