Has writing become too dark a place for me?
I can’t stop

I just want to go through emotional trauma with someone
And share a lingering, sweet, gentle kiss at the end
Is that too much to ask for

Heart strings snapped
Cut ties
Cut hair
Even if I like it long
Amputate the memories
To keep the parts of me
That were mine to begin with
Two lives enmeshed together
Severed
It’s been a bad breakup
I’m having a breakdown

I…I can no longer remember what you feel like…
I can’t remember your hands..
I can’t remember your arms around me
I can’t remember your lips or your tongue…
And maybe that shouldn’t be as important to me as it is…
But god do I miss you

Get me out of this timeline
The trap I’m in
The back and forth and restlessness
I hate it here and I hate who it makes me into

I care so much about expressing myself
About being seen
Because I’m so desperate for someone to care
And if you aren’t open and honest
Who will?

Being an adult
******* *****