we haven't hung out in a few weeks.
this is odd.
we usually hangout everyday.
i'm hungry
no i'm not
i lost my appetite.
what is wrong with me?
there's nothing wrong with me
this isn't my fault i'm different.
the eyes i thought were mine were eyeing someone else
she laughs
i haven't heard that laugh in awhile.
maybe i'm not funny enough?
i should try harder.
one day, i'll be the ideal partner
that you read in the books.
YOU ARE READING
my first lover, and may be my last
Poetrya series of poems i've written about the months with my girlfriend; and the months we parted ways. i hope you enjoy and i will be adding more if i get enough time/reads TW: slight mild mention of an eating disorder pages may and august. (if you are...
