i don't trust you
but maybe that distrust
is my fear he'll find out
that we're interested in one another

i don't owe him anything anymore
and yet
you smell like danger
i want to know your taste
i suppose it's of sin

in other words
you are temptation itself
incarnate
wanting to pull my hair
and whisper in my ear
that i'm only yours

You paint your nails,
they look beautiful.

But then you act
like someone
who has never known peace—

you bite them down,
tear the skin,
leave yourself raw,
bleeding.

What are you trying to prove?

You don’t need to suffer anymore, love.
You’ve grown.
You are no longer alone.

You have yourself now.

That was before you
wanted
to do anything with us.

That was before I
trusted
you.

That was before I
trusted
anyone.

That was before I
trusted
myself.

That was when I
only trusted
the glow of my laptop in an empty room.

Are we 1,75m tall?
No, but we can do 10 pushups.

Do we get good grades?
No, but we try our best to learn.

Are spear ribs still our favourite food?
No, but we do eat.

Do we still play basketball?
No, but we do still swim.

Are we happy?
No, but we haven’t given up.

Do we still believe in humanity?
No, but we also haven’t lost hope.

Are we gonna cry right now?
No, but we will when you aren’t watching.

So I heard that you lied to me.
I heard that you told everyone about something you said that you didn't tell anyone.

YOU DON'T DESERVE WHAT YOU DON'T RESPECT
AND YOU DON'T DESERVE WHAT YOU SAY YOU LOVE ABD THEN NEGLECT.

I wish i knew sooner before i got attached.
You were mine, but I was never yours.

I'm done.
If you see this, please don't reach out and try to call.
Please just move on.

I'll probably be friends with your ex because we can understand each other.