I might never forget this, I can only wish to. know
that I will always regret it; not keeping my maw shut and waiting it out,
but I have never been that easy. I’m sorry. I packed up
my bones and dropped them in a field of flowers. I stuck around
to watch how our love first bloomed, like I did with the ones I brought you
that will now just wither with everything else. Maybe in another life
they never wilt, and I get to water them every morning, watch our memories
play out in my head like a reel and sob until I’m sick. To be domestic
and hold you in all that you are was all I ever wanted, and it pains me to know
it will never happen. It pains me to accept you may not come back
and it truly does end here.
Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 10:04 PM UTC
I might never forget this, I can only wish to. know
that I will always regret it; not keeping my maw shut and waiting it out,
but I have never been that easy. I’m sorry. I packed up
my bones and dropped them in a field of flowers. I stuck around
to watch how our love first bloomed, like I did with the ones I brought you
that will now just wither with everything else. Maybe in another life
they never wilt, and I get to water them every morning, watch our memories
play out in my head like a reel and sob until I’m sick. To be domestic
and hold you in all that you are was all I ever wanted, and it pains me to know
it will never happen. It pains me to accept you may not come back
and it truly does end here.
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