the fact that I could've closed the space
between us with my lips and yet I didn't
because I wanted it to be consented
and we were both highspeaks volumes to me.
i liked you so much that my confidence
in you liking me back didn't even
exist in this dimension: them
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w i t h e r e d • my poems
Poetrylike a flower devoid of water I withered until I was nothing I just didn't notice that the thieves were those I thought I should be trusting. saltwater travels up my stem drawing the life out of me as my petals fall off and all my dreams are snatche...