they never said it was going to feel quite like thisMature

I eat my weight in bullshit
every time I leave the line of your sight;
choking down false translations
of your body language, like I can’t read you
like a book I know by heart. Tell myself
I don’t love you, I don’t love you, I don’t.
The earth spins on its axis and all I do
is try to bury these thoughts of you as deep
as my thin fingers can dig. They told me
letting go wasn’t easy but they never said
I’d be letting go like I was ready to free fall into an abyss.

The End

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