keep me.

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— "i really
shouldn't stay."

please don't look
at me like that.
i know you don't
think of me the
same way i think
of you.

not even with
your head between
my legs, you'd never
mutter an "i love you."

it's ridiculous the
things i would do
to keep you here. 
i'll run after you
in the empty
airport of my brain.

i'll wake up cold
from the dream to
find you called me
when i was asleep.

don't claim to miss
me if you aren't going
to use me. yet i find
myself in the same
position every time.

that of being below you
giving you everything
outside of me. and in
return you ignore my
wish to be held.

it is sickening
the things i'd do
to tell me you
love me back.

and sure he left
a bruise behind your
nose and a voice
that told you
that you couldn't leave.

my bed is a safe haven
for the cigarettes he
burnt on the inside
of your brain.

i'm convinced it's not me
it's you. or his fault even.
he's the one that made it
so hard for you to give
that heart of yours to
anyone else.

let's see how much
you like it when i ignore you.

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