happiness is running away from me. and i am letting it happen.
i feel you in the sun shining down on my shoulders. in the breeze in my hair. in the tears on my cheeks. in the iron in my blood. in the taste on my tongue. in the scratch on my left shoulder. in bit marks down my neck. in your initial hanging from a chain around my neck.
i feel this bone aching sadness. it lingers in my muscles and flows through my blood. if i knew bleeding would stop it, i would volunteer to bleed out.
someone asked me today if i had ever been in love. i shook my head no because what we had can’t fit under one four letter word.
this summer’s haze feels like lifetimes ago. i was happy and tanned, eating raspberries by the river with my friends. i want her back.
two years ago i worshipped the man i thought you were. thank god i am off my knees now.
in march, time goes at a steady pace, but tomorrow it will be october and i will have not spoken to you since february and i will forget that i have ever spoken to you.
california’s burning down but all people care about is putting videos of the flames over trending audio for a couple bucks.
the only wish of mine before i walk alongside death, is for the ink from my pen to sink into a single soul and take root.
as the clock hit midnight last night, i became new and pure. but in the few hours since i woke this morning, i have already been tainted.
i hope you find your soulmate in this lifetime. my knees are bruised from praying that it’s me.