I put your hands around my neck and waited for you to squeeze and when you did, I was the scared one.

I waited for you to catch on fire like i did for you but i knew you were water. you turned into steam and disappeared. as i scorched to ashes.

even as i write this and remember, i REALIZE the oversimplification of the fact that,

you.just.wanted.to.fuck.

while

I.was.just.lonely.

and

stuck

in

the

past.

i’m just thanking the gods now for not dying in the arms of a heartless saint.