it was about fascination, of you
of the world, and then telling you about it
it was about sharing everything i see and being seen
it was about coffee dates and stupid stories
it was about laughing and crying and dreams
it was about the stress, the serrated blade of longing
the loneliness you suddenly made so much clearer when you vacated the space between me and myself
it was well rounded
it was full of fear for loss
i was never scared of you
i was never fearful of your scars, your fears
i shared them! i saw!
you didn’t want me too, which ******
you put thoughts in my head and words in my mouth, things i never said or thought
you were so ready to be alone, untethered
i’m sorry for loving it so much i guess
i would fall right back into you if you let me
because no, i do not withhold love, not from those who need it most.
even if i am in some way bewitched to do so, because you intoxicate me in a way i have never been before, an air that i will spend the rest of my life trying to suffocate myself with.
and now im not even sure what it was about
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 12:56 AM UTC
it was about fascination, of you
of the world, and then telling you about it
it was about sharing everything i see and being seen
it was about coffee dates and stupid stories
it was about laughing and crying and dreams
it was about the stress, the serrated blade of longing
the loneliness you suddenly made so much clearer when you vacated the space between me and myself
it was well rounded
it was full of fear for loss
i was never scared of you
i was never fearful of your scars, your fears
i shared them! i saw!
you didn’t want me too, which ******
you put thoughts in my head and words in my mouth, things i never said or thought
you were so ready to be alone, untethered
i’m sorry for loving it so much i guess
i would fall right back into you if you let me
because no, i do not withhold love, not from those who need it most.
even if i am in some way bewitched to do so, because you intoxicate me in a way i have never been before, an air that i will spend the rest of my life trying to suffocate myself with.
and now im not even sure what it was about
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