please let me write a tweet in a language nobody else knows
i want to shout and sob
without letting anyone know how ruined i am
i am overwhelmed with panic and my hands begin to shake
the blood running through me goes cold
when i see your face on a list of followers
private account, hidden, behind tinted glass
my hands are shaking
i hate to see how much your hair has grown
your smile—after all this time—still makes my stomach hurt
and the back of my head feels light and heavy at the same time
get the fuck off of my feed.
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