there's a reason my past left bruises
there's a reason I spend most my time tuning out my surroundings
there's a reason I cannot get myself out of my mind
do you dream of me?
or am I a symmetrical reflection
of the reasons I curse my own history?
will I leave a bitter taste in your mouth?
will you spit my name out like asphalt?
is my foot on the back of your neck
or are you naive to what love truly is
are we both?
my insides twisting in knots
repeatedly checking the clock
waiting for and dreading the day that you admit you never loved me
will you hold your head high?
will you clench your jaw until your teeth crack and ****** your gums
at just the whisper of my name
will blind yourself
just to forget the way my eyes swelled when I asked you to stay
corner stores will learn your name
as you pay for a remedy to mine
I wish these headaches would quit
I wish I would stop writing about you leaving when you're on your way to my doorstep