Vulnerable Whims

I’m wondering when you coming home?
If you’re coming home, you’ve been gone hella long,
I’ve been all alone,
I had to let you go my love,
Even though you were sent from up above,
Your hunger made me weak,
With you my future turned suddenly bleak,
I wish you were what I needed,
And not what I wanted,
Your toxicity killed me slowly,
Stifled my happiness,
Burnt me completely,
Your lack of communication turned me deaf as a post,
Hard of hearing,
I never realized how much I’d lost,
You thrived on seeing me suffer,
Much as I loved you,
Having to let you go was tougher,
You knew how vulnerable I was to your whims,