🌀bass kitten👽

You wouldn’t let me. Just a slap in the face and another concussion later, I still disassociate you with what my mind wishes you could’ve been. What you were.

The serum is sobriety. You were injected with something lethal when I blinked. And there you were. The second side of you I had the pleasure to meet.

Then the third.

On came the fourth. And so on.

Wake up in a psychosis, fall asleep in a hypnosis.

I don’t know if you knew who I was.

Ketamine in my pocket. Your photo in a heart shaped locket. Your words scraping my ears. Our feet raking the streets.

My heart drops every five minutes

(your temper seems to, too.)

So does my drip.

Remember to spit.

A nightly ritual of ours.

Just another walker. Just another lover. Stuffed in another locker. Only if you love her;