hey wouldn’t it be cool if we were codependent on each other and you needed me just as much as i need you.
i am angry all the time.
no matter how high i jump, how fast i run, how many cities i pass through, how many dollars i spend; i will always end up staring right back at you.
all that changed this year was my temper. i am now always terribly angry.
i can feel it in the way your lips meet mine. your love for me is waning.
i miss you like orpheus misses eurydice.
i was born with half a soul. the other half is nestled in your chest.
happiness feels a million miles away and thousands of years in the past.
when you come home and hold me, my anger and rage is soothed, and i am not a mad woman, but i am your happy wife.