Maybe it isn’t in my storyline to be unconditionally loved by you
I won’t dehumanise myself to revive our dynamic of terror
Maybe I read so many books about how this was supposed to go that I willed it away from myself
It also might be that you were never meant to be a haven of safety
Maybe you taught me to run away because you never could
I live the life you never had while yours washes away by your own volition
Maybe, eventually, I’ll forget about how much I was hurt by you because I’ll have so much joy to remember…and you’ll
forget about the girl that never lived, because you’ll
be dead.
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