The day you left, I cut my hair with the scissors we trimmed
the thorn bushes with. I’m not saying you wouldn’t recognize me.
What I’m saying is that I’m not the same girl you loved.
I’ve finally stopped looking both ways before I cross the street,
and today I’m dying my hair because this suit of skin is getting too
comfortable to live in. Do you like my lipstick? Red is something
our love never was, you know: loud.
I never wrote poetry before I met you, and I’ve started using words like
‘once’ and ‘used to’ and ‘was’ to describe what we were, and maybe
this says something about me, but the other day someone asked
if I’m in love and it took me every ounce of self-control not
to mention how I’ve started counting the number of steps from the
bedroom to the front door.
I would’ve kissed you. I would’ve drawn blood.
I would’ve loved you with a love made of megaphones.
They say you can tell someone’s lying by the way their brain looks
on an EEG. I keep telling myself I don’t miss you, but we both know
I’m lying through my teeth: my anterior cingulate cortex lights up like
a firefly. The other day I was told to stop saying sorry, so
here’s something I’d never thought I’d say: I’m not sorry for loving
you, and I’m not sorry for bleeding. I’m not sorry for swallowing
khoff37 requested this for her and her boyfriends that she plans on getting married to; it’s their favourite part of the song!
This is true, Dolly, this is true.
Yesterday, I had to say goodbye to one of my best friends in the world
Miss Valentine passed away yesterday morning. We were all with her, so she left this world surrounded by love. I miss her desperately already, the house feels empty, and it’s too quiet. I was going through a really difficult time in my life when she came into it; I was in the middle of a divorce and trying to live on my own for the first time. I had two toddlers, a more than full time job, and I was in a new state, almost a thousand miles from home. She even helped me quit smoking- I was so broke at times, I gave up cigarettes to buy her food. We were in the trenches together, this girl and I.
I won’t tell you I’m not heartbroken; that would be a huge lie. I can say though, that she made my life so much better and happier, and I’ll forever be thankful to her for that. We thought that we were rescuing her all those years ago when we adopted her, but I think that maybe…it was really the other way around.
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