do you think he sees me as just a pretty face?

"it's just one thing, and i'm so mad i can't get over it"

11:53pm, 19 june 2018.

that's what you told me.

blue, San Fran tee settling in around my hips,

i push the ends into my side to make you notice

those little curves more, 

i know you look at them

with dilated eyes.

but today you have me sat on your made up bed -

room clean for the first time in ages.

and i'm laid down comfortably,

your arm strong and holding you over me.

i wanted to fight it,

but i couldn't think of how.

i wanted to tell you finally -

i loved you.

but i couldn't figure out how to get it out.

we still talk, though.

even after fucking for 2 weeks

post-San Fran t-shirt.

i still love you, though.

but i haven't seen you in a while,

and i'm with him now.