we don't have to hate each other you know?
we both know it's too late
it's 2 am and you're walking ahead with your new me
i don't envy her
in fact i thank god
i start to call your name
and i stop
she'll have to listen to your stories
and struggle for oxygen in every room you share
she'll have to agree with you despite her beliefs
she'll have to hold her tongue so many times
that she swallows it
she won't know her own name after spending a week with you
sometimes we clicked
but mostly i avoided you
every minute i spent recovering from the time i spent with you
expanding my lungs
and saving oxygen
it hurts to move on
it hurts to feel alone
patience is the only prescription
languishing is only languishing if you're languished
depression is only depression if you're depressed
so wait
and wait
and wait
you might die waiting
but at least you won't die from lack of oxygen
