Ecarg Nosive

I could feel that he wasn’t as in to me as I was in to him. I sat awkwardly on my twin bed against the window as he stood, vacant, at its side. Conversation had been dull and vague throughout the night and I spent it wondering what was on his mind, even though I already knew. I thought that a boy who charmed me the way he had in the beginning would be the one. I guess I was wrong, and now I’m stuck in this limbo until he voices his feelings, or ghosts me, which I could see him doing after today.

The trees talk to me about the wind

The world is silent but it shouldn’t be

I’m in a triangle that should be a line like ones you used to snort up your nose every night

My heart, glass

It would have been better if you had lied, if you didn’t feel genuine feelings inside.