fragmented pieces of platonic energy.

Our journey was never friendly, and that’s my mistake for thinking it ever was.

I surrendered my body in exchange for affection.

I longed a touch that burned with rejection,

yet provocation was never invoked.

I just simply allowed your touch

because my perception said

you were worthy enough,

or at the time,

I just wasn’t worthy of anything at all.

Granted you free therapy sessions,

now I’m stuck paying debts of

contemplations and “I told you so’s”

full of tissue papers to soak up

the millions of tears I caused

myself for wasting my time with

a future I thought was near.

Became a coach on communication.

Should’ve left the field when you said

cheating was in your nature.

Immaturity was your most consistent trait,

but you were great at masking errors with life accomplishments that praised you best.

Maybe we were each others trial and error.

I tried to mold you into

the ultimate version of yourself,

tried to mold myself into

everything you needed,

covered my flaws with makeup,

made you realize that there’s more

to life than just built up anger,

I showed you that it is okay to cry.

being your odyssey was my biggest error,

Yours is left for you to figure out.

01.08.2022