you are pretending to be patched up
you miss her as if her absence
is a bright hole in your life, a blinding truth
that is ruining you

in late nights your skin
soaks with sweat and in desperation,
your mouth works over her name
and your words come unglued
as you plead with her ghost
in your dreams

and in all this time
i’ve never heard you say
about me.

"“I know he loves me, and he says he is over her, but she’s everything I’m not, and everything I never will be." /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)