maybe if your pride didn't swallow you
maybe if you didn't wallow in your own fallen petals
maybe if you didn't love me as much as I don't love myself
I could leave your lips
in a rosy, cherry, pigmentation
but instead
I swallow myself in a pride I wish were existent
as I wallow in petals that aren't even mine
as I wish that I didn't love someone else as much as I was supposed to love you
