Saturday, April 13, 2019 1:35 PM

I am so sorry that 

I am hurt. 

 

I tread so lightly,

always mindful

of the social hierarchy.

I take note of the

power you have. 

I witness the conversations you indulge in, 

the way your face lights up

while I am left in the dark.

 

In the dark, I dream

of the days where I laughed

in the used car parked in

the convenience store lot. 

We indulged in brightly colored frozen drinks 

and crazy straws 

bearing sugary bliss to sip on.

I only remember the sun shining

so brightly. 

 

I am so sorry that

I am damaged. 

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kealan coady

Sat 13th Apr 2019 18:53

This resonates with me so much. I always get the 'I know you're fucked up and weird but i can live with it' speech and then soon after they leave haha. Just remember you're a good writer and fire makes diamonds ☺

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