my heart clenches into itself: a small death self administered. veins and soft tissue implode gently day by day. an erosion process: i haven't felt warm in years. people can't tell how much they've changed without being told. i wonder how it feels to have your hand fit inside another one like it's the sole key to a door only one person can find. late nights i watch my reflection on my blank computer screen as my phone sits and freezes next to me. i wonder how it feels to have another half. i wonder how it feels to write about someone and know exactly who they are.
hi it's me i just wanted to let yall know that i decided to keep writing on my other account junngkooksand published a new poetry/prose book on there in case u wanted to check it out!! ok bye thanks
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