I’d give half to him, the other to you.
Think with my mind? Choose with my heart?
From both you and him, I cannot part.
You are good for my future
He is food for my soul
You were my abuser
But still, you make me whole.
I think I am unlovable
My hands ruin souls of those I touch
The love I give is destructible
Yet, I don’t want to escape your clutch.