#disputed
My hands reach for the door
Exhausted, just another day.
We never fight.
The smell of your perfume still lingers in the air.
Just as the day you left me.
Did you always seem to hate me?
I daydream as I fall into the couch
The life we would've had.
All alone again.
Did I betray us?
Not even a goodbye.
We never fought.
I sleep in an all too familiar place reminding myself clearly.
Out of spite.
Just like that I'm out of excuses.
-Kore
Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 3:51 PM UTC