From stranger to stranger again
You were a lot of things to me0
You met me at the worst point of my life
I was a chronic liar and a pyro and a little bit of an addict
You were a church girl, perfect and blonde and better than me
Called yourself savior
From stranger to messiah
Taking time to take out your internal biases on my external comfort
To be fair it was a little bit of the “pray the gay away” virius that was in the air
But a lot of it had to do with y o u
I could see your guilty nitpicking was more your shame of yourself
My freedom of voice was enough to hide your chained choice
Who was I to judge
You did enough judging for the both of us
I was a peacemaker
Maybe that was my fault
The way I bent my boundaries in on myself so that they could accommodate you
We were friends, besties
My mom used to think we were lovers
How ridiculous
Not really that ridiculous if you think hard about it.
You showed me Friends and told me how we'd be that for each other
when another boy had crushed my dreams of love
you told me we'd grow old together
live in a cottage until we were old and grey
get buried next to each other
nothings says codependent more than always crying on your shoulder
but you could never love me that way
So every boy every person who wouldn't love you
I was the perfect solution
you got to know what it was like to be loved by them
I got to know what it was like to be loved by you through them
it was a fucked up cycle we made
Then one time it went sour
As was bound to happen
but it didn't go sideways the way you thought
I was quiet
It was being in a car crash in slow motion
Or more accurately
Watching a murder in an alley
All I wanted was to scream for you
Maybe that would have gotten your attention
He drove us to my house like always
For the first time ever
You didn't stay with me
you left me on my doorstep
Giddily getting into the car where I was violated
That was the first time I cut you off
We didn't talk for weeks
I moved seats
I ignored your texts and calls
I called out of every shift
I almost quit
So I could stop seeing you
Until I got lonely
I wanted to be comfortable
So I drove to your house and laid on your couch
Peach creme slush melting on the counter
You came in laughing
It was as if you never noticed I was gone
You probably didn't
You ruined lavender and honey ice cream for me
You ruined animal crossing
You wrecked so many safe places
All my comforts gone
Because you couldn’t stop inserting yourself everywhere
Maybe that was my bad
I did invite you in the first time
and the second
and the third
and this time
So when I fade into the background
Stop trying to get me to come back
You already ruined care for me
Maybe I should work on my no
It's always been hard for me
But I assume it'll be more like a bee sting this time
I'll sting you and then i'll die
or rather kill the me that always comes back to you
They've never served me anyway
We'll go back to being strangers
As we should've stayed
About the Creator
Dany Jean-Pierre
They/Them
I started with libraries and now I’m trying to fill one with all of my own works.
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