A collection of my thoughts recently
Goddamnit let me feel my emotions
I don’t want to be corrected all the time
I don’t have the energy to talk right now
I’m not responsible for someone else’s emotions
I don’t know how to be close to you anymore
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A collection of my thoughts recently
Goddamnit let me feel my emotions
I don’t want to be corrected all the time
I don’t have the energy to talk right now
I’m not responsible for someone else’s emotions
I don’t know how to be close to you anymore
Interwoven.
Why don't you come in and see for yourself?
I told you I’m okay.
But if you see this,
My feelings are very hurt
Trying so hard to be good
And be what you need,
To be comfort and nothing else.
Not good enough.
You’ve called me your whore and I thought it was fun.
Now I know that’s how you really view me.
And that makes me sad.
But I love you.
And you need me to be stable.
So I’ll continue to tell you
I’m okay
I won't survive this.
I could burn the pictures
and the words on paper,
but I could never burn you out of my head.
I can’t stop falling apart over you.
You’d never stop haunting me—
you painted your ghost inside my mind,
bled your heart all over my hands,
and I couldn’t let you go.
I feel your pain in my chest,
it hurts like it’s mine.
All I ever wanted was to see you smile,
but now I feel like I’m breaking you—
like I’m the monster.
I just wish I was brave.
Not broken.
Not stuck between nights that never sleep
and dreams where you’re still real.
Because I see you there.
And I love you.
And I can’t stop.
You’re the one.
You’re the one.
You’re the one.
That’s not a lie.
And fuck the circumstances—
why do they always have to exist?
Why do they always stand in the way?
Because if they didn’t,
I’d run to your house,
fall asleep in your bed,
and love your soul every night.
Yeah, I’m a little crazy.
But so are you.
We eat each other bit by bit—
and maybe we’re self-destructive,
but I’d destroy myself for you,
because you’re the only thing
that still feels warm.
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and you did
I believe so
in your eyes
You would worship me,
Not necessarily because I am worth it —
Trust me, I know that.
No, you would worship me because I am new
And because you are lonely.
And I know this worship will leave me feeling hollow and unsatisfied,
I know
It will not fill that hole
But I want it anyway.
He doesn’t adore me the way you do.
“You did something for me I couldn’t do for myself. You loved me for who I am.”
— William Chapman
I'm so grateful
I would've written to you sooner, but I couldn't find a pen heavy enough for what I felt
the way I held my own heart
destined to chase sunsets in different skies.
have I met you yet?
Clarice Lispector, tr. by Benjamin Moser, from her novel titled The Hour of the Star
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