the kinds of people that scare me the most
are the ones i feel like have known me forever

when they’ve only just walked in.

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When did relationships
Get defined
By a read receipt?
Will we
Now
Only measure intimacy
By a tweet?

What do we have left,
Why can’t we
Go back
To laughter
In a diner seat

i heard somewhere:
when one door closes, a window opens.

how strange,
that it is a window which opens,
and not another door.

does the slammed door
create such an intense pressure change
that the window is forced open,
and all of that same energy that left can come rushing back in?
so really, it is not a new opportunity,
but the same cycle?

over and over and over again.

i want to scream

“won’t you just ******* pay attention to me?!”

but then i remember,
i was the one
who said

“i won’t be reaching out anymore.”

I'm frustrated,
Not at you,
But at life,
Its not going how i want it to be
I wanna explore,
be free,
But life expects different things from me.

I'd like to cut my heart open
to take you out
or maybe
to see you one more time