In case anyone is wondering,
It never stops sucking
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Tiny Fucking Bike Shorts: a poem
Why the fucking fuck do I still think about YOU
(in case anyone was wondering:
This is what I was afraid of,
This is what was worth spending 8 months in bed over)
I’m so glad you’re in butt fuck no where
In your tiny fucking bike shorts
Being sober
With the prospects of always being alone
Because you know what we lost
And im so glad
I don’t want to see you in your tiny fucking bike shorts
You have snapbacks hanging on your wall
And the first egg from our chickens in the drawer of your night stand
Next to your garage door opener
And my ring
You still think about it; you still think about us
But there you are in the dirt
With your tiny fucking bike shorts
Talking about it like it keeps you occupied, like it matters
You bitch
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Talking with Siri is more interesting than talking to you
Where did you go, like smoke in the air or water through my fingers
There and gone
There and fine
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Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
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what I miss just as much as him:
Getting into stupid, numbing, mind-bending trouble,
to forget I miss him
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it “sucks”
but not as much as it has before
I’m well-versed
I’m familiar
I could do it again
My impulse control is heart breaking, and I cope by being apathetic
There’s everything in the world to do
Besides think of you
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Guess we were collateral damage, kissing in the crossfire
X / X
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Dear past me,
I received your letter. It made me sad to hear how badly you were hurting. I know you didn't think we would live to read it but we did. Isn't that amazing? Imagine what the future holds!
Love, future you
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