“what are we?” she asked

with despair, he replied, ”we’re nothing”

your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you

feeling left out doesn't push me to get to know more people
it makes me push out the people I know and burn the bridges

right now, you're looking for an answer
right now, you're craving a touch
right now, you're looking back on your past mistakes
because someone decided to take advantage of your soft heart.
you felt for everyone, you were everyone's go-to for advice.
but right now, you're hurting.
right now, you're crying and it's late
because you can't get out of your own head.
you've put yourself through so much ****

now you're finally able to be free

i want to be so lovely
tear the skin from my bones and whittle me down to nothing,
there-
am i small enough for you?
i want to be so tiny,
tear these limbs to pieces and press them,
dry me out like a bouquet and let my petals fall,
hang me decoratively throughout the apartment,
brittle and thin and lifeless and lovely