“I can’t talk to you anymore.I can’t talk to youwith wordswith thoughtswith silence.I can’t talk to you anymore(she won’t talk to you anymore).”

“I hate you. I hate you like the girl who hates cake because it makes her fat and she can’t stop eating it.”

“Bittersweet? No, just bitter, the taste of your tongue.Words you can’t have back, so they linger.”

“You are my counterfeit mystery. My artificial company. My forged reality. My imaginary friend I can’t eradicate.”

“I’m too tired to fight against you anymore, too tired to say you are wrong. Too tired apologizing, keeping me uping all nighting- criming by wasting my precious timing. Straggling against what I once called charming.”

“Just friends? Alright friend we won’t kiss goodnight, and I won’t hold you tight and wish that you were mine just for one night. I will separate my dreams from my eyes, separate my heart from my spine, keep clean the lines between my hands and your innards.”

“I hope you stand there for me, even though I won’t be listening, I hope you speak like I am hearing, that’s the man you are to me, that’s the only man I want to keep here inside of me. That’s the man you can be, and that’s the man I will take with me.”