i barely survived being everything but your lover.
the higher i rise above it, the more my cynics sharpen their knives.
years. years have been taken off of my life today. the fear invoked in me shall linger for the rest of my days.
i only feel love from my older friends. only they know how to handle the deep sadness that comes along with me.
it feels like i’ve lived three and a half lives since yesterday.
i can tell he’s mine because he whispers my name every night just before he falls asleep.
with my luck, i’m sure you’ve gotten everything you wanted. i’m sure the seas part at your will and the birds chirp when you order it. with my luck you’re happy.
i will mourn this november for the rest of my life. this november i fell out of love.
his smile is so perfect. crooked and smug, but perfect for him.