i remember when we sat at a local town park late at night,
we held fireflies in our hands and decided to play god. i remember you compared these little glowing bugs to humans and said
“these things, they play such a
small, insignificant role in our life.
with everything we’ve created why should we
care about them?”
you felt no shame when you crushed one between your fingertips and mocked me for setting mine free.
neither of us are religious but i couldn’t help likening this conversation to god, to faith, to worship; why should someone who has created so much, who holds so much importance, care about something as small as us?
i suppose it is the same reason why we didn’t last.
i don’t know why i remembered all this today.
i do not miss you.
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 1:13 AM UTC
i remember when we sat at a local town park late at night,
we held fireflies in our hands and decided to play god. i remember you compared these little glowing bugs to humans and said
“these things, they play such a
small, insignificant role in our life.
with everything we’ve created why should we
care about them?”
you felt no shame when you crushed one between your fingertips and mocked me for setting mine free.
neither of us are religious but i couldn’t help likening this conversation to god, to faith, to worship; why should someone who has created so much, who holds so much importance, care about something as small as us?
i suppose it is the same reason why we didn’t last.
i don’t know why i remembered all this today.
i do not miss you.
about my abusive ex boyfriend and one of the first warning flags i overlooked (and regret so)
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