i. you left and i was here picking up the pieces i let you borrowed but i am whole again.
ii. your drunken texts were the evidence that we would've never worked out, you were never mine to begin with.
iii. we kissed like the moon would be out soon but forgot about the sun that burnt holes in us.
iv. you were like the drugs people warn you about which made me forget that i'm only a flower with thorns you never decided to pick up from your backyard.
v. maybe the reason my mom never warned me about the blue eyes and a heartbeat was because she never experienced them but only hazel eyes and slaps and bruises that left her cheeks with the shades of reds and pinks and purples.
vi. my dad says we get what we deserve that's why he's on his knees every morning with i love you's slipping out of his tongue like a curse word just so my mom would stay a little longer.
-heartbreak is not for people who are heart less, like me.
[ lets just say I wrote this last year and I have no idea how I feel about this! ]

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Onism
De Todon. the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.