3d
I thought you still cared.
Still loved,
You used to look at me like I was your whole world.
Your person, your ‘Pretty boy.’
Your future husband.
Yet before the sun could set, you left.
Like a flame that gutters when we drown in wax.
Who was I to you?
Was I just the moth you cupped between your palms just to feel the wings beat before dawn came?
You compare me to your new person.
Using my ghost to crown your new king,
Am I not human too?
Twisted was my sense of humanity.
My individuality,
Am I just a past memory waiting to be forgotten?
All I am to you is just a comparison, like the cold nights that live under your summer afternoons.
Still loved,
You used to look at me like I was your whole world.
Your person, your ‘Pretty boy.’
Your future husband.
Yet before the sun could set, you left.
Like a flame that gutters when we drown in wax.
Who was I to you?
Was I just the moth you cupped between your palms just to feel the wings beat before dawn came?
You compare me to your new person.
Using my ghost to crown your new king,
Am I not human too?
Twisted was my sense of humanity.
My individuality,
Am I just a past memory waiting to be forgotten?
All I am to you is just a comparison, like the cold nights that live under your summer afternoons.
Yikes,
I hope she never sees this
I hope she never sees this
