i have come to the conclusion that you don’t like me

yet you don’t seem to know

so we drag this on, this game where I’m seduced by your

endless protests of

to be determined

and I cling to the desperate hope only

possessed by a heart broken too many times

…

so she quietly gathers the read receipts

and the seen texts

wraps them up in pretty paper and gives them to the boy

another trophy on his wall

another reminder of another fucked girl

so the girl sits and waits

silently, the condemnation resounding in her ears

the bottomless pits of his eyes

swallow her whole

her stomach twists and her anger fades

how good it is to feel nothing