welcum to my twisted tea

i look

longingly

into your eyes

and you into mine

but when the knife in your back

is twisted, your gaze blackens with

i could have loved you. i might still. let’s be friends?

ive heard that before

yes but that was certainly different! i respect you too much, i care about you. show me where the line is and i’ll refuse to cross it. as long as you think it’s possible im willing to try!

i dont think it’s possible. ive heard all this before. i dont want to do it again.

I saw your face

in a stranger’s today

my breath caught and I looked

away, as every muscle tensed, heart

beating out of my chest

I felt the hot tears well

I tried my best to subdue them

I took another look,

a peek out of the corner of my eye

“it’s you, it’s definitely you.

what are you even doing here?

how did we end up in the same place

so far from our homes?

this feels like some kind of joke the universe

is playing on me. I can’t handle this.

I don’t know what to do,”

and then the lights came up

and I looked again, and sighed.

with relief? or a certain type of disappointment?

I saw your face in a stranger’s

i break my own heart—

to save you the trouble—