you do not care about me.
you are lonely, bored, passing time.
you easily lie to me again.

i foolishly begin to believe again.
i stupidly glorify all previous memories.
i need leave to love again.

and unfortunately,
after multiple unfollows
after multiple dislikes
after multiple blocks
after multiple deletions
after multiple “it’s over”

some feelings will never go away
any my mind will always wonder “what if?”

you don’t get the right
to tell me how to
feel about
us,

you chose never
to be an
us.

patience

it’s a characteristic many admire of me,
personally,
professionally.

but with you,
my entire self crumbles.

please answer me.

can we do this again?
you ask, without a pause.

i hesitate.
cry, silently.
breathe, loudly.

reluctantly i answer,
sure, of course..

knowing my heart
will break once again.

i created myself
to be the image
of your desire,

all while
destroying myself.

do you care?
do you want me?
my heart hopes.

are you lonely?
are you waiting for someone else?
my mind knows.