monalogue

ii. have you thrown out my toothbrush or do you keep it as a consolation prize?

iii. i’m sorry i left, but i didn’t want to be scared anymore.

iv. do you stick your tongue down the throat of all your friends?

v. why isn’t my absence bothering you?

vi. i can drink, and i can laugh, and i can talk to a million people but none of it matters when im alone at night and cant breathe because you made a home in my head.

vii. i didn’t mean to get attached but how could i not when you painted our future with such care?

viii. i fear a part of my soul will always be intertwined with yours.

ix. i don’t mean to rub salt in the wound but you should have heard the sighs of relief from all my friends when i told them i ended us.

x. in 10 months time when i have a faded scar left on my heart, will you have one that matches?

xi. when the high is gone, and all your friends have left, who are you when you’re forced to be with yourself?

xii. sorry, but you’re always going to think of me when you hear taylor swift.

xiii. i hope this is hurting you as much as it’s hurting me.