I just want to write.
I want to stop missing him. This is a year and a half of delayed emotion.
Where did you go
I need you now
You shaped me,
made me,
Gave me life
You fucked me,
Loved me,
Broke me down
I'm just typing
When did you give up on me again
And why did I let myself let you
How crazy did you make me
Or am I to blame
I withheld myself for years
Bit my tongue and kept me quiet
So maybe you would stay
