You Are Not Going to Destroy Me Again

I don’t care if you don’t like it,
baby, you are not the one who
makes my decisions.
You are not a god,
do not expect me or anyone else to treat
you as one.
You are not the earth,
do not expect me to step cautiously;
I am a dragon,
and I will not be tamed by a lizard.
You are not the sky,
do not expect me to try to spot things
inside of you,
I was not made for staring at you like
you’re a puzzle I cannot figure out.
You are not oxygen,
do not expect me to make you what keeps
me alive.
Do not expect me to make you what I
need.
You are not the sea,
and you can no longer control which
way I will sway when I step at
your edges.
You are not the sun,
and you better learn that I will not
make you a big, tremendous part of
my universe if you treat me like
this.
You are not my entire universe,
but, oh god,
you used to be.
You are not my entire universe,
do not act as if you are;
it was your choice to leave.
You will never again be my entire
universe,
I have learned from that mistake.

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