you do not deserve me.
it's been a hard year of me teaching myself that. i am not your possession or video game. and it's funny to think that you're so vain you actually think i'm obsessed over you. you ruined my "obsession" over you a while ago, so no. you broke my heart and now i'm going to fucking rip your heart out of your puffed chest and stomp on it until i stop seeing red.
YOU ARE READING
becoming myself (book 2 to poems)
Poetryi'm still healing and i've learned that that's okay.
