The words of others

k.p.k.

"hello, i love you deeply and i am no good and you probably shouldn't have met me.
i am a nosebleed that runs down your throat, i am your stained pillowcase from your open-mouthed crying that puts you to sleep. i am that third grade love note you keep in your pocket and i am every other word spelled wrong and i am asymmetrical hearts drawn out of the lines and i am that ringing housephone that you never pick up because you know that it's never going to be for you. i am never going to be for you.
hello, i love you madly and i am bad news and you probably should try to avoid me. i think i saw you in my deck of cards when i was playing solitaire; a queen of hearts that fit nowhere. i shuffled you back in and put you in the game drawer and i'm sorry if you felt forgotten. i am that shirt at the back of your closet, misshapen and worn from years on the hanger. i am that giftcard you got from your estranged aunt to the store you never go to. i have value but god knows you don't appreciate it.
hello, i love you terribly and i am going to explode if you so much as acknowledge my existence. you can tell yourself that i'm not what you want but that i will put out like two wet fingers on a lit match. you can lay in bed and close your eyes and pretend that you wouldn't mind brushing my hair while i cry about the life i have chosen to live. i may not be the love you never knew but i am the mistake on the test you were too lazy to correct, thinking hell it's not perfect but at least it's got to be worth something."