I Was Engaged For Only One Day
We were just eighteen, so full of ideas and expectations. He was the only boy I’d ever let sleep in my bed.
We were just eighteen, so full of ideas and expectations. He was the only boy I’d ever let sleep in my bed.
I think I was always nothing to you.
But you never asked what I felt.
When we get into this game of analyzing text messages, deciphering emojis as if they were old school Egyptian hieroglyphics, it’s because we’re trying to search for something that probably isn’t there.
“Well, this is where I die.”
I don’t know where you are. Maybe you only exist in my mind.
This is not swallowing cyanide pills in the form of self doubt and sabotage.
I vow to never again date someone who doesn’t see I am capable of breaking beds all on my own.
Maybe there is no end here.
I think he was just drunk, so he didn’t see the extra person.