...I ask myself,
"is it real to say
I'm in love with you"
spelling out the letters for
your love … mostly lies;
ALL CAPS ON –
....pin a needle through
my eye just to pin all of our
interests into my mind....
your pinterest feed:
mostly emo locs, low-hanging hair
covering the shame on your face —
yet framing it beautifully,
in a cute way.
i see my pain reflected in your eyes —
pairing ourselves in opposing mirrors,
where opposites attract and friendship
rarely leads us astray.
even when we burn out on each other,
tapping our emotions into an ashtray.
we are the art of a shared destruction —
and if we both walk away
unscathed,
consider us very lucky.
Mar 6
Mar 6, 2026 at 2:54 PM UTC
...I ask myself,
"is it real to say
I'm in love with you"
spelling out the letters for
your love … mostly lies;
ALL CAPS ON –
....pin a needle through
my eye just to pin all of our
interests into my mind....
your pinterest feed:
mostly emo locs, low-hanging hair
covering the shame on your face —
yet framing it beautifully,
in a cute way.
i see my pain reflected in your eyes —
pairing ourselves in opposing mirrors,
where opposites attract and friendship
rarely leads us astray.
even when we burn out on each other,
tapping our emotions into an ashtray.
we are the art of a shared destruction —
and if we both walk away
unscathed,
consider us very lucky.
This poem is about two people reflecting each other’s pain in a complicated connection — where attraction, friendship, and emotional damage blur together.
It explores how shared vulnerability can feel beautiful and destructive at the same time, leaving both people hoping they walk away a little less broken. 🪞
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