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Your messages don't lack
Enthusiasm
But there are other signs
Of your distance
Your smile is still the same
Bright
But you look away
Too quickly
The days stretch between
Conversations
Our threads are
Pulling thin
I miss you, but you're not
Gone
You're still here
And that hurts more
3d ago
May 31, 2026 at 12:29 AM UTC
I feel you slipping
Since you're no longer desperate
You have a cushion to fall
Your best friend is back
And I'm jealous of it all
I'm a terrible friend
Because I want to be one
I'm covetous and selfish
It feels like the snake has won
I can see you leaving
The door's still yet to close
But you're already outside
Ready to leave me behind
I'm never someone's best
Just a call when things get rough
Now, what happens when
It's my life that gets tough
It's a melancholic ache
Whenever you're around
I beg you not to leave
But my mouth won't make a sound
3d ago
May 31, 2026 at 12:23 AM UTC
You are the staple to my files
The sewing of my skin
The piercing of my flesh
To hold what lies within
You are the nails to my painting
The stinger to my bee
And when you were pulled out
I was left to bleed
You are the barbs to my fence
The pin in my clothes
The anchor to a rope
And thorns under my rose
You are sharp and cruel
But without you, I crumble
My threads all unravel
And are left in a jumble
5d ago
May 29, 2026 at 12:55 AM UTC
I'm very useful
Just wait - you'll see
I need your approval
Please, I plea
I swear that I'm vital
I'll present my case
You'll want my survival
So please just sustain
Me
Somehow, suddenly
I'm a specialist in
The Blue-Booted Bee
Who's going extinct
They look super neat
But don't really do much
Their buzzing a treat
But they're sharp to the touch
You are my funding
As I try to convince
You to care about my
Specialty
Before I have to
Rededicate to another
Declining species
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 11:47 PM UTC
When does vanity
Bleed into betterment
And feeling bad
Start to feel good
Fasting is fine when
Erasing your waist
Now you like the hunger
More than the taste
It's an eating disorder
Until you're an expert
Then it's a miracle
Admirable effort
Staring in a mirror
Narcissism at its peak
But now your face is slim
And your body "tea"
We chide girls for vanity
But praise every change
Into a "better you"
Adding fuel to their hate
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 11:42 PM UTC
You made me who I am today
Carefully shaped my cells
Of personality to ensure
Perfection
You make up all of me
Yet to you, I am just
A tumor on your
Shoulder
You are all of me
And I am none of you
Creator and creation;
A mistake you can't undo
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 11:24 PM UTC
In my stomach sometimes
When I think too much
But also in my head
When I cry too hard
Say "ahh"
My teeth rip apart
And a wail escapes me
As the doc takes a light
To check my uvula
A tiny tin hammer
Knocks my knee once
Twice
Thrice
And I kick like I'm
Supposed to
A flash tickles my ears
As the doc inspects for
Elephants and
The like
A cold stethoscope is
Pressed against my heart
Which shudders and retreats
But the doc says nothing
I leave the office
With a sticky note
"All good :)"
And $500 fee
Of inconvenience
I swear something's broken
But the x-ray came out clear
I need something fixed
But the doctor says
I'm fine
I've been fine
All my life
Every machine says so
So I repeat it as well
And when others ask
"What's the matter?"
All I can say is
"Nothing"
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 11:32 AM UTC
I still see you sometimes
You creep into a memory
Like fog over water
I can find you everywhere
When I catch a glimpse
Of red hair
Or similar glasses
At the store
And how strange is it
That I have to mourn
Someone who's still
Alive
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 11:23 AM UTC
I'm sorry
But that doesn't fix anything
I'm sorry
Yet nothing is better
I'm sorry
But you still hate me
I'm sorry
And I cry at night
I'm sorry
And I've told you once
I'm sorry
I've told you twice
I'm sorry
I've said a million times
I'm sorry
But nothing is right
I'm sorry
And the numbers are mounting
I'm sorry
And it's losing its meaning
I'm sorry
But I'm not sure what for
I'm sorry
All of the time
And I'm sorry
That I'm not sorry more
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 2:51 PM UTC
You are my friend
And I'm sorry
Because it's
Cruel of me
To subject you
To this
You are my friend
And I apologize
This is a fate
I wouldn't wish
Upon anyone
You are my friend
And I hope you
Don't agree
With this all
But if I know myself
And I know you
I think I know
That you do
You are my friend
And I love us
But you should run
While there's still
Time
Before I ruin everything
Before this love ferments
Before I send texts
I can't unsend
Please leave
I love you
But by now
I should know
That's a curse
Please leave
Because I don't
Want you
To hurt
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 2:44 PM UTC