wrong

I washed my sheets so the sent of you no longer lingers on me when I wake. Your tiny pieces of hair are no longer grazing my nose when I lay my head down. I picked up all of the photos of you and me and hid them in a dark box, ready to gather dust. Your cards you gave me, well those are still sitting on my bedside table but the pain to read them will be unbearable.

This is it. Take your memories I don't need them. Take your pride and your ignorance and push me farther into the ground. Manipulate me more and more until you get what you wanted from me,. until there is no more of me to give to anyone else.

Abuse me, slap me hard. Tell me I didn't give you what you wanted. Tell me again. Make me feel like shit so no one else has to, cause you know I'm best when insecure. Blame it all on me.

Control me, tell me what to do. Use me only when you need me.

Why can't I feel anything
from anyone other than you?

And all of this was all your fault

I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason
I just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life