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a journey to self-love featuring a man that i once loved

by elvarose

it wasn’t you at all. it was my bedroom. it was the evening seeping in, absorbing light, i didn’t dare try to make it right. i listened to the night. it sobbed like a widowed wife, and i was a child, afraid to love, a dad who forgot and a mom so lost i watched her rot. it wasn’t you, not even once your hands were nice, ill admit but i used you. took your lungs to fill my own chest. but i still couldn’t breathe! how could you do such a thing to me? i gave up everything i gave up my hopes my dreams, my life you became a castle that i couldn’t leave i locked every door and stabbed the key through my abdomen wall but i didn’t bleed i only wept don’t misunderstand my words i loved you so god damn much. i asked for it. i asked you to choke me out so i couldn’t feel the self-doubt. i asked too much of you. how could a person be a home to me? fall in love with the trees, with the creeks and the bright blue morning sky you'll find everything you’ve ever wanted there. it’s freedom it’s power and beauty and love more love than i could have ever supplied don’t hold a finger like a gun to your head you can’t love anything when you’re dead.
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