My duvet was just learning how I smell again
At the time it learned my new lover’s scent
I loved you, I thought, I loved you more than you knew,
I think, I think you never knew what love meant
I no longer recall what kind of bread you like
I no longer care a crumb for if your hungry rage is fed
I no longer need to worry if you’re about to scream blue murder
Because I left your latest overkill on read
No more
Diplomatic self hatred
No more
Silent soaking pillows in our bed
No more
Cold sweat night scream terror dreams i love you
No more I love you no more
Still, I panic that you’ll find me
And cut me down for daring to walk tall
I’m feeling more myself than I ever have before
And now some days I don’t think of you at all
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