every day
i think of how
you will leave me.
what i will say
(nothing)
what i will do
(nothing)
because the last time
i screamed
and nobody heard me.
the words you will spit
(everything)
that i will hear
(everything)
ringing in my ears
until my next lover lies
that he loves me.
i am not written for love
i am made for blood
and lovers who leave
me.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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