a [love] letter to myself.
did everything betray you? even the rain you love so much made rust out of your jewelry? i forgive you, soft spoken girl speaking with fake brash voice, fooling no one.
but, i forgive you, girl, who tallied stretch marks into reasons why no one should get close.
i forgive you, silly girl, sweet breath, decent by default. i forgive you for being afraid.
i see you, tender even on your hardest days. i forgive you, for him lying to you. for him omitting things. you still love and care for him so much.
your body, your mouth, your heart, made specifically for loving.
i forgive you, for the cruel friends.
especially for that one time you said ‘i fucking give up, it’s not worth it’. you were just pretending, weren’t you? i know you didn’t mean that.
perishable goods, fading out slowly, little human, i wouldn’t want to be in a world where you don’t exist.