⠀i’m almost never serious , and i’m always too serious . too deep , too shallow . too sensitive , too coldhearted .
i’m like a collection of paradoxes .
⠀i’m becoming more a vessel of memories than a person .
⠀replace me with someone easier .
⠀ask me to stay , and i will . i will drop everything else if you ask me to stay .
⠀they tell me , shaking their heads :
‘ you should be kinder . you’re somehow furious . ’
i used to be kind . it didn’t last long .
⠀you’re my favorite friend , i’m sorry that i want you like a lover .
⠀yes , yes , yes , i do like you . i am afraid to write the stronger word .
⠀i wake up like a stray dog belonging to no one .
cold , cold , and the rain .
friendships outgrown or ruined .
⠀wish i could turn you back into a stranger .
⠀why can’t you see me .ᐣ why can’t i stop needing you to see me .ᐣ