dear claire,
are you okay? i know you're not. i know you're lying. why won't you let anyone help you? why do i keep asking questions i can answer? god, i want the old you back, as terrible as i am. surely you want the old me too. you don't want to have to fix me.
how come you didn't abandon me? when vivi decided we weren't friends, why did you still talk to me?
ren.
ps. pass.
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 11:03 AM UTC
dear claire,
are you okay? i know you're not. i know you're lying. why won't you let anyone help you? why do i keep asking questions i can answer? god, i want the old you back, as terrible as i am. surely you want the old me too. you don't want to have to fix me.
how come you didn't abandon me? when vivi decided we weren't friends, why did you still talk to me?
ren.
ps. pass.
Request permission to use this poem