There’s no closeness
Even after our bodies have shared the ultimate closeness
Why are you so far away?
Even when you’re right next to me

I want to go somewhere
I want to do something
I want to be somebody

My hands are lonely
They will only ever hold each other

I’m so used to torturing myself, I don’t know how to live otherwise

I’m only your convenient thing
I’m your afterthought
You call when you’re bored
I race to your beck and call
My heart mistakes the physicality for romance
My head knows it means nothing to you

I liked you more before I gave you what you wanted

Special talents:
Making something out of absolutely nothing