i see the way she looks at me
i wish i knew before
the praise was too sweet,
too humble.
the guilt was decadent
and so she tattled.
to brag, to show,
to relate;
to wear my skin.
she crawled under us,
wrapped around you,
and you followed,
craving venom.
it stings: the bite, the envy,
and the way you looked at her.
Jul 16, 2023
Jul 16, 2023 at 7:23 AM UTC
i see the way she looks at me
i wish i knew before
the praise was too sweet,
too humble.
the guilt was decadent
and so she tattled.
to brag, to show,
to relate;
to wear my skin.
she crawled under us,
wrapped around you,
and you followed,
craving venom.
it stings: the bite, the envy,
and the way you looked at her.
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