If you still loved me
I wouldn’t be sitting here at 3am
You’d be telling me about how you can’t talk and shouldn’t be at this hour
But I’m anxious
And you’re sick of it
Everyone is
It is reasonable to be
And you say I’m never reasonable
When really I am scared
I say I can’t breath
You say
‘Choose to’
But I say I can’t-
Breath-
And you say you can’t breath for me
And you won’t breath with me
‘This isn’t normal’ you look away from me
But I can’t- breath-
You won’t breath with me
‘It’s okay to feel normal sometimes’
A sting of mockery thrown my way when I had that one good day
Just another one demonstrating that he will ‘put up’ with me
Until he gets to sleep with me
Stick around for a couple of months
A couple of years
Until your ego has been well polished by my beautiful body
Because pretty girls don’t* get lonely right?
*arent allowed to
I don’t care how pathetic you think my poems are
Pretty girls feel sad too dammit
Damn you
