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i wish i could wake up beside a tan skin'd, dark eye'd, soft lip'd rare gem, but all i've been woken up forcefully by was someone with horns, too dark of eyes, and bloody lips. i sold my rock solid heart to them in gratitude for their wisdom that they taught me: your feelings are foolish. if you loved me you would let me touch you. i don't have to support you or your future. i'm not sure if my thoughts about the one that got away are dreams or nightmares, but i'm certain that you are neither. you are just a reflection of myself seeing myself. i have to learn to wake up next to, rather, a mirror.
