Go sit in the corner and think about what you did.
So I sit.
And I think.
Because that's what you do in time out.

Sleep soundly
And dream of our legs tangling
Together beneath the sheets.

I'll snuggle closer to my pillow
And inhale your smell on the sweater you left behind.

You're my only source of warmth.

Excuses.
My vice.
But I'm quitting cold turkey.

Empty stomach.
Blurred vision.

The uncertainty will be the death of me.
(Should I start my mourning now?)

So take some pills
And pass the time
In a land of dreams.
Sublime.

The punishment of waiting in limbo.
(Afraid to hope for the best.)

Time to think.
To make up your mind.
One more drink
And you'll be fine.

I've burned through the trust I've earned.
(So I'll give you the power to break me.)

we're one big argument that's never going to stop.
Bickering.
Bitterness.
Bottled up hurts.

When did we get so good at this?
Causing each other pain.

When did the distance
Start pushing us apart?

When did silence start to feel more comfortable than talking?

Offensive.
Something that one of us said.
Taking turns playing the victim.
Apologies laced with guilt.
The horrifying rush of almost losing you.
Shove the doubt down deep.
Keep quiet until morning.
Don't make a mess of this.
Part of it is ***.
Part of it is just me.
I'm wavering.
Shoveling hurts into a fire.
To make them disappear.
Never sitting still
Too afraid of thinking.

Reject before rejected.
Eject like a vhs.
Perplexed
By the direction things have gone.

Forget before forgotten.
Bought some time.
Stopped
Checking watches so I didn't feel so blue.