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bitter reflections on a nonexistent relationship pt I

5/25/12 12:22pm

were we in love
the world may never know
you said it
i thought it
you took it back
i never did

how do i
take back words
i never said

i was afraid
immature
insecure

you were strong
assertive
beautiful

i cut myself for you
it was so beautiful back then
new
adventurous
refreshing

it wasn’t an addiction yet
it wasn’t a habit
it had no meaning because i didn’t need it
it had no meaning to me because it was your pain i was feeling
i was just a bit curious

i asked you if you were emo
(how naïve i was back then)
you told me labels were for soup cans

so i asked you if you ever had cut yourself
you replied,
“thrice.”
ironic somewhat
i had cut thrice
the night before

i don’t think you have cut yourself since then
if only i could say the same
i made so many cuts
perhaps thirty five or forty
this time on my legs because i was no longer seeking your attention

it was enough.

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