no, no
it's okay
(I think),
but please, stop
I mean for god's sake,
you're leaving in 2 **** months
and
(here is where I close my eyes and cry)

yes, yes,
I know,
you're upset, but you're doing fine
and you will be more than fine.
(god you're too beautiful to even realize
you
destroy
me)

really, I am fine.
leave my sallow bones console themselves
but leave, please, I need the silence of loneliness
thank you, goodnight, yes I'm fine

(if you really want to know
just how bad it is,
listen to the cold and the burrowing owl's deep sobs
and know I'm there)