18 october 2015
My mother warned me not to do drugs in fear that they would be laced,
she warned me not to fall in love in fear of me breaking,
but how could she not see what would happen?
That these two scenarios would combine into one giant mess,
that the forbidden love would result in me being so broken when it ended because everything was laced with you.
I see you in everything.
You are my full cup of tea, my empty plate, my mascara stained pillow covers, my over-sized sweaters.
