I feel like a whore.
Used and disgusting.
Why did I say yes?
I thought it would make me feel better about myself.
It didn’t.
Why didn’t it?
Why?
I've betrayed God.
And for what?
Some girl I barely know?
(I've known her my whole life.)
She doesn't love me.
I don’t love myself.
For every set of hands joined together, i lose a thread in the sweater of my soul
I wish it was me.
I don't want to wait.
Though it seems selfish
I just want to be seen.
To be held.
To be loved.
Selfish.
She held you didn’t she?
Why can’t I?
I know why.
I have let myself go.
Every breath puts me farther away.
I want what everyone else seems to have.
Is that so selfish?
To want what is guaranteed for so many?
I think so.
After all this time, I am still stuck.
I am still listening to your stupid playlist
with your stupid songs
that only remind me of how stupid i was.
I can’t really remember why I used to think that caring for you was smart.
Was it because you were?
You answered every question,
but you couldn't describe why you wanted me.
Because you never did.
WARNING!
Scraps from today
maybe i should just stop talking. i want all of my secrets back.
I can almost hear her say that
Now I lie in my bed
my window is open wide
I don’t have to be outside to feel the cool breeze
I can hear so much
The wind
The birds
My dog’s breath
My pen on paper
Leaves rustling
Cars rushing by
My brother’s laughter
And the tapping of my own fingers
The sky is turning purple
With the purple comes comes a cloud of calm
And a gust of joy
I want it to stay this way
(Perfect temperature, perfect sounds, perfect peace)
Forever.