It’s stuck on my shoulder
I don’t know, this chip.
Don’t touch it it hurts.
Don’t come near me I’m scared.
Such raw intent and clear emotion.
I want to hide and disappear in the wind
Lose all the solid and blow away.
I don’t want to be visible or seen anywhere.
I want the colours to blow away with me.
I don’t melt in the rain.
I’m not laughing.
My face feels too hot like I was crying but that was hours ago.
Out the window.
My eyes still burn from his name being burned in them.
Everything just feels empty and meaningless.
Without him I feel nothing.
It doesn’t matter it’s just me.
I agree.
I wasn’t your problem before I shouldn’t be now.
I tried so hard to not be a problem.
What was I thinking.
It’s too dark.
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