“i search up his name,
atleast from what i remember
his name being, for the 5th
time this afternoon
instagram
tiktok
facebook
even ******* safari
i feel a knot form in my stomach
as i type in his name again
and again
and again
and again
i miss the tongue he kissed
me with and the hands that he
roamed my body with
i hate myself for it,
i truly do
i hate that i miss the same person
who made me scrub my skin so
hard in the shower just to get
his ******* handprints off me
i’m sorry,
especially to my boyfriend
he doesn’t need to hear me cry.”
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 3:18 AM UTC
“i search up his name,
atleast from what i remember
his name being, for the 5th
time this afternoon
instagram
tiktok
facebook
even ******* safari
i feel a knot form in my stomach
as i type in his name again
and again
and again
and again
i miss the tongue he kissed
me with and the hands that he
roamed my body with
i hate myself for it,
i truly do
i hate that i miss the same person
who made me scrub my skin so
hard in the shower just to get
his ******* handprints off me
i’m sorry,
especially to my boyfriend
he doesn’t need to hear me cry.”
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