inspired by @tokusatsu-incorrect✨

How can I be so

lonely with you lying next

to me? The pain aches.

I am sorry that 
I wanted to be loved my
way, in all the ways

that you couldn’t, in
all the ways that asked too much.
There was no fairness.

Your words cut like glass,

teeth like razors, tongue like blades.

They leave lasting scars.

I’m scared my absence

will mean that you’ll realize how

little you need me.

When you leave, what will

you take with you? My heart? Soul?

The parts I need most?

The words die on my

lips, the misshapen hopes of

being loved by you.

Your touch excites the

iron in my blood, static

waves crashing in me.

decay

I can count the good

things about me on one hand.

How’d it get like this?

tongue-tied

Words are like cotton

in my mouth, hard to pick and

hard to take apart.

Tugged in so many 

directions, it’s hard to keep

track of who I am.

Sunlight makes me feel

alive. Energy hums through

morning glory veins.

She holds me captive

with silence; her kiss swallows

my unspoken words.

He told me that I
was the only ocean he
wanted to drown in;

I just wanted to
see how long he could hold his
breath under pressure.

Being loved is no

longer enough for me; I 

want to be ‘the one.’

The roots that hold my

family tree in place are sunk

in acid and ash.

If you leave me, you

never loved me, but if you

love me, you will leave.

she was born to run—

strides like a shooting star and

monsters at her back

The mountains stole her,

drew her from my slipping grasp;

she never looked back.

a dream whisper fades

in the early morning light—

a strange secret lost

After all these years

is there an inch of my heart

you haven’t yet touched?