I say that a lot.
“Shoot ****”
don’t ask me why honestly,
I won’t have an answer.

You know what else I don’t have an answer to?
How someone loses feelings so fast,
maybe even before they have a chance to fully develop and transform.
I don’t know, I wish I did.

All I know is that you get your jacket back today, and if I’m being honest, I hope when you get it back and it smells like me, it tears you apart like you did me.