You thought you could wound me with words but they rolled off my back like water on ducks
You sank your teeth into my skin and thought I would tattoo the indentations but bruises fade and so did you
You left a lump in my throat when I choked on your bile, but I've learned to swallow what you gave me like a good little girl
You thought I would miss you when you were gone but the skies have never been clearer
Breathing has never been so easy

The cold of the winter reminds me of your Arctic touch, your tundra heart.
It reminds me of nights spent on floors, with you or because of you, I was never sure.
Because even when you were by my side, you were somewhere else, always talking about someone else.
Left me always wishing I was someone else.
And ever since, I can't find a home in this skin.
I let your poison sink in and it weighs me down like anchors.

i want to tell you that I never think of you
and that my love for you has faded with the years,
but my head and my heart travel more than I do lately
and they're always going home to you.

it's that time of year, where the fall
of the leaves reminds me of how
easily i slipped into your habits
and found a home in the space
between your fingers.

i never felt safe with you but
hindsight has a way of making
me forget about that.

i just remember the comfort
i felt when you'd say my name
or sing all of your songs to me,
not the choking phone calls i'd
receive in the dead of night.

stability tastes sweeter than
your skin but time has a
tendency to make you
crave what you've gone without.