I cut myself today.

Not that this is irregular,
Of course,
As you well know.

Or do you know?

You said that you're sorry
That I'm not doing well
At the moment.

But neither are you.

I will never tell you this, but
I message you only
When I cannot hide my worry.

Nothing I send is for me.

You won't care, of course.
You certainly try to hide being ill.
As most minutes I hide

The all-consuming agony

That is how much I care about you.
Don't you leave me.
Don't you ever ******* leave me

Again.

I fall. I text you.
I call. I miss you. I miss,
"I won't let you die."

Sun, moon, stars, night, day
End and beginning again.
Don't cease to love me.

It's always me who
Makes the effort but to hear
From you makes my life.

Here I am again
Alone in the dark.
Crying over how
Casually cruel you could be
When I only ******* loved you.

I have a poem
That tells of us. I read it
When I want to hurt.

Watching Pixar with
Anyone but you is wrong,
Inherently.