You started to feel like a fever dream—
the chills, the sweat didn’t leave me.
I tried to revive us.
We did walk to school holding hands,
our long braids filled with
stories of our worlds.
I could not face you.
The equal footing disappeared
once the pretty boy liked you over me.
It grew into the ocean
when another boy became your world.
I tried to let go,
be graceful,
be accepting—
but the poison crept in.
The ivy grew all over me, and I let it.
This felt good and real.
Time washed us by—
days into years.
We aren’t the same anymore.
You are losing hair.
I am losing sleep.
Thanks for waving the white flag.
We can win again!
Jun 19, 2025
Jun 19, 2025 at 3:07 PM UTC
You started to feel like a fever dream—
the chills, the sweat didn’t leave me.
I tried to revive us.
We did walk to school holding hands,
our long braids filled with
stories of our worlds.
I could not face you.
The equal footing disappeared
once the pretty boy liked you over me.
It grew into the ocean
when another boy became your world.
I tried to let go,
be graceful,
be accepting—
but the poison crept in.
The ivy grew all over me, and I let it.
This felt good and real.
Time washed us by—
days into years.
We aren’t the same anymore.
You are losing hair.
I am losing sleep.
Thanks for waving the white flag.
We can win again!