Against life, we grew together
Rooftop dancing at golden hour,
Theorising on human behaviour.

The music made us tougher,
The **** supposedly smarter.

Yet nothing cut greater than trusting her.
Has it turned me weak- or stronger?

Risking safety to feel jolly, thriving in co-dependency -
She made me lonely.

But our jaws and belly both hurtful - I was thankful
To laugh so freely, hide carelessly empty
We built a nest of sufficiency for what felt like a century.

Still lonely, though
Shamefully hoping one day she’d hate me so.