i know you thought it was okay.
i don't blame you, i think it's my fault. but how would you know my feelings, if i uttered not a single word? i fall ill when i am to speak thoughts to you from me. thoughts ran through and over me as you used me. i said none.
i should have spoken, i know now. but it is hard to speak when lungs are just short of breath from overwhelming adrenaline.
you left me to sleep alone. thoughts wrapping around my neck, discontinuing steady breath as i try to slip into slumber.
instead, i slip onto the balcony, bare skin underneath blanket. and i lean against a rail to hold me up, but i still fall to the ground. ocean waves crash against the beach, a sound I can barely hear over my thoughts. warm tears form rivers down my face.
