miss memory, have you forgotten me?
i am quite sure of it now.
i can see you change from a distance,
nothing like you used to be.
you're almost unrecognizable.

(despite this, you still have
bubblegum pink lips,
bubblegum sweet voice.
artificial flavoring.)

A disinterested tone of voice leaves me with my racing thoughts
I could write a book on how to overreact to things which don't even demand a reaction
I'm afraid of people playing games with me
I'm afraid now that I've shown my heart you'll get bored of me and leave
I am easily forgotten, the whispers remind me again
I turn over, try not to panic, pull the covers over my head

there's a sour taste in my mouth as i read
i bite my cheek hard, flood it with iron
i'm used to the way blood tastes
i shut off to the uncertainty
none of this really matters
you do not think of me

Cut my heart out of my chest
I don't want to feel it ache
I'm so sick of being in love
You have me all bent out of shape
Burn up my body and bury my ashes somewhere with a fruit bearing tree
So I can finally be something with more use and worth than Me

i. i can survive on my own. i will be happier on my own, because no one will have the power to hurt me. my chest will finally stop hurting. i'll finally be able to breathe.

ii. i can and will stop giving special meaning to words by naming people after them. the sky is just the sky, not their eyes when they smile. dreams are simply what you think when you're asleep.

iii. i will one day hear music without thinking of you. i can make myself forget, given time.

iv. i don't remember the way the sun shone on your eyelashes. i only ever thought of you as a friend.

v. i'll be okay.