#softconfessions
Why do I care?
I know I’m not supposed to.
When you’re here,
when you’re there,
when you’re gone—
but still there.
Why do I care?
Is it so wrong?
So awkward?
Should I stay quiet
even if you returned?
Why do I care?
Should I be ashamed?
Should I apologise?
Or should I just—
not care?
Maybe…
I care, so there 😋
Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 2:02 PM UTC
Never knew I'd long so deeply for what hides in the bud of nightshade.
Over and over, I search for wounds dressed in makeup.
Nothing and everything, sublime, for broken vases call louder to me.
Don’t mistake this for fleeting love. I want your skeletons to speak.
Underneath your beauty, is there a madness, too?
Maybe I’m just drawn to people I think I can fix.
I keep asking where I belong in your story.
Somehow, I hope I’m the “right one” you speak of
Only, it hurts now to admit: I was never taught how to be right.
Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 6:32 PM UTC