he hasn't seen me in four months and my body misses his eyes. the only solace I've found has been in his songs and they push me farther away from myself than they teach you to in school.
so i play the albums on repeat because irony has become inherent.
I haven't heard those the three words since that boy I used as a proxy said them to me and they didn't ring true so i hung up.
the only time i really picked up the phone was when he called and said them ten times over and i still have the messages but i've realized they didn't ring true either and
i'm trying to hang those up too but
the phone line is broken so they just play on repeat.