i'm angrier at you the longer you're away and i don't care about it
by magnoliajelly
"if my legs were longer,
they might carry us further"
my legs are the longest part of my body,
you described me as being high waisted
i carried us for as long as we could
for as long as i could shoulder the burden
of your not understanding my hurt parts
of the apple you held in your palm,
bruises everywhere, but not enough
you held something else, something more bruised
when you should have held me
when you held her feelings you dropped mine
you wanted your cake,
you wanted me to be something different?
you idiot
you gave me love but expended a tailored version of that love
to someone who wasn't me, at cost to my allotment
you loved me, you loved me
but it wasn't my mess to carry or burden
there are better things for me
feb292016