The greed

You don't hurt me.. and yet I love you.. for all the breath you gifted me.
The pain that followed me, and the peace I let in.
To be happy, I think of you.. In my dreams we exist.
Happily ever after..

I make myself available to you..
But sometimes all we need is ourselves..

The population makes me nauseate.. I always liked being alone..
and now, with you.

I still don't find the end.. but you said it was over.