"i'm sick, sick of your scent.
it even lingers deep in my body."
to the point i hate myself.
i want to claw into myself and take
you out. my phone screen is cracked
and i'm smoking my last joint.
my head aches and i watch you cry
in front of me. there is no time for us left.
when did i deserve sleeping in your bed while the rain hit against your window and you were warm and my second home. when did it turn into cold baths and forgetting to eat dinner. when did it turn into checking in on you when you didn't know.
i close my eyes and i breathe for myself because everything i used to do was for you. i'm so sorry.
