We are not friends
The light in me draws you in
We connect on higher levels
Dig deep into the roots of meaning
You want, crave my attention
Not me.
I am entertainment, fun.
You think I’m pretty, dumb.
We fall into comfortable familiarity
Pretend happiness, boredom
Never personal
I love your eyes on me
I feel seen, however brief
It’s not real, none of it.
We are not friends.

You touched me
You filled me 
You stretched me



You go so deep when you read me

Even deeper when you hurt me

Deeper still when you want me



My body reminisces on the warmth of you

My hands memorized the feel of you

My mind is so full of you

Worth it

Nobody knows how empty my smile is.
I fell for him.
Though he treats me like I’m no one.
And like I’m everything in his stare.
We were so free, so honest.
I like him.
I’ve never let a man use me this way.
His personal plaything when she ignores him.
Using me to get her attention and I let him.
We are so flawed, so stupid.
She’s never letting go.
I want him.
The drama we caused, for life to resume... unchanged.
The fairy tales we fell for, long gone.
The promises we broke, just to be noticed.
Still not heard.
Was it worth it?