it didn't have to go the way it did.
but it did. and there we are.


no loose ends. no tatters.
no dangling threads of common cause or shared experience.
there were never knives to cut us open like that,
only fists balled to discourage growth,
legs entwined to prevent escape,
and lips too swollen with bruises
to tell the other to fuck off forever.

i hate what you were and what i became.
the blood washed out but left its stain.


and you know,
we can't even pretend like it didn't happen.
it's still happening but we're both alone now.
i will see my every childhood dream drowned in acid
before i admit that to anyone else.

i hope you would, too.
and honestly, i'd love to see that happen for you.

i hope you would, too.
but fuck it.

you're dismissed.

05/15/2013

Posted on 05/15/2013
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