my multo isn't an ex
no familiar voice nor steps.
she stood kind-eyed and distant
the woman i wished to become
but simply can't.
she peeks in mirrors i avoid;
in notebooks i never filled;
in choices i couldn't make
when the world felt too heavy
and i was too tired to lift it.
my multo isn't an ex;
it's the ghost of a life i never lived.
Apr 13, 2025
Apr 13, 2025 at 10:55 AM UTC
my multo isn't an ex
no familiar voice nor steps.
she stood kind-eyed and distant
the woman i wished to become
but simply can't.
she peeks in mirrors i avoid;
in notebooks i never filled;
in choices i couldn't make
when the world felt too heavy
and i was too tired to lift it.
my multo isn't an ex;
it's the ghost of a life i never lived.
sabay sa uso alexa play multo by cup of joe
