Makena 💖

-you. in moments of weakness my brain begrudgingly crawls back to you. i lie in bed with another warm body wondering where yours is. i lie in bed alone and my skin aches where you once held me. in moments of crisis my fingers are dialing your phone number- the same one i have blocked, by default. only the saddest of love songs will forever paint a beautiful picture of you on the walls of my mind. only the happiest of romance movies make me laugh at the times i thought we would end up that way. is the pain of wondering if it was all a lie worse than the pain of never shaking you, fully? is the pain of reliving good moments ever going to be shut out by reliving the bad ones?

you’re a villain that my mind oh so desperately tries to hang a superhero cape on. you’re the darkness in my mind that no night light will escape.

but you’re horrible and terrible and oh so wrong for me. i DON’T love you. i NEVER will.