The ant that crawls from the bag of sugar and falls into the coffee cup; become one with your instant adrenaline rush for I am your new addiction. Heart that beats without the thought of the rhythm, you beg me to be your artery and claim that I’m no good, so you cut me and bleed out effortlessly. Dopamine crawling through your skin like maggots feeding on a lifeless carcass; Fall is soon approaching, I’ve felt the ground before. I’ve used these leaves to wipe away the tears for every time you leave. I’ve walked on them to hear the crunch, the same sound that my heart has made for everytime you stepped on it. I’ve forgiven but I’ll never forget. I’m always the reject. You’re my ex for a reason, and the men who thought they were next in line are out of season. I’m not lost, not Waldo. I’m not confused, not Dory. This is just a new chapter, not the end of my story.
Xoxo..📝
