is hella talented and she is able to express what I cannot…
This is soooo how I’m feeling right now except with a few added degrees of psychoses.
speaking to you
is difficult.
nowadays are spent in non-remembrance of your memories
overlooked is the detail with which you made me feel
simple joys we conceived, forgotten
my faith in you lays dotted on a line which you forgot to cosign
i sway between i hate you, i love you, i wish i never met you
and end up finding resolve in the denial of it all
so i decide to see you
but all you do is sit there wide-eyed and chuckle
and i sit, quietly, sullenly, immobile
because while i might have forgotten it all
i still feel crystal clear
