Elucidating Questions

Your love is not the killing kind

It’s not

Not in the least slightest most miniscule way is your love the killing kind

I’m sure she’s beautiful

Someone to stay near you

Now you’ve moved on and no one’s gone

You get everything

Never the one

Always leaving

Always

But it’s not the killing kind

Never could a love that burns so beautiful blue and pure through and through

Could be any kind of killing kind

Not that it matters

Not that any of this matters

The moments I’m glad you’re happy are the most painful

Nothing could be more perfect