i will never get used
to being used by you
and that favourite lie
you said
on your back
looking up at me
making me mull over
whether i was
the lost lonely cloud
or you were
that you weren’t lying
*
one day
i will be all you wanted
before you found those bits
in someone else
and then
i will no longer want
to be your
one day
*
it is sad
that happiness within
oneself is so depleting
but it is only because
there is no other place
it exists
*
i
have never found
a person not hurt
from another lost
i
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