“He won’t, and I can’t.”

I can’t make him love me.
he won’t.
and i can’t.

i can’t beg
without ripping something out of myself.
every time i hope,
it hurts.
every time i try to be “enough,”
i lose a piece of me.

i can’t keep showing up
to be ignored.
can’t keep softening my voice
just to make space for his silence.

i’ve cried in rooms
he never even walked into.
screamed in silence
while he laughed somewhere else.

he doesn’t see me.
not really.
not the way i need.
and maybe he never will.

but god, i tried.
i tried to hold my breath long enough
to be what he wanted.
i tried to be small, quiet, simple.
i tried to prove
i was worth staying for.

but i can’t keep bleeding
just to keep his hands clean.

he won’t love me the way i need.
and i can’t keep pretending
that’s okay.

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"Dose of Chevvi" isn't just a blog; it's my heart spilled onto the digital pages, fueled by my passion and unwavering dedication. Here, each word is carefully crafted to captivate and inspire, offering you a glimpse into my unique perspective. Through a mix of creativity and raw authenticity, I share my journey of personal growth, wellness, and positivity. Come alongside me as we embark on this voyage of self-discovery and inspiration. Let's navigate through life's twists and turns together, as I empower you with the essence of my true self, igniting flames of authenticity and spontaneity along the way. Welcome to "Dose of Chevvi" – where every page becomes a canvas, inviting artistry to weave intricate tales.

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