goodbye my dude.

what’s something to write about

idk how to write

what do i do

write about love?

cliche

unrequited love?

even more so

what do i write about 

goddammit

do i write about pain?

rebelion? 

dreams?

spirits?

it’s all been done

and is all being done

what’s the point in writing a poem

if everything has already been written

i need a muse

you were my muse

you are my muse

and will be until further notice

i’d like you to quit

i won’t even make you wait two weeks

just go now

so i don’t have to do the same thing

so i’m not the same bullshit writer

as literally everyone else

please go

out of my head

out of my way

out of my life

wait

you can’t

wait

you’re leaving

no no no

come back

please come again

i’ll walk i’ll run i’ll crawl

just please stay right there

you don’t even have to move

i’m sorry i told you to go

i really really am

you  must believe me

i mean, i guess you don’t have to

i’m not going to attempt mind control

like others in your life

wait wait no 

i didn’t mean it that way

my words are just scrambled

just like you like your eggs

is it cheesy i said that

is it creepy i know that

maybe so

i’m afraid so

oh

oH

OH my gosh

that’s right

step

just step towards me 

inch my inch

centimeter by centimeter if you have to

it might take longer though

please

please

come my way

that’s it- that’s it

my god my love my hero

you’re almost here

i can taste your breathe 

i can feel your sweat

i can hear your-

oh?

what?

oh-

oh sorry-

yeah

i can move

i’m sorry

yeah, just give me a sec

i’ll pack up my stu-

oh yeah or just step over

step on top of

whatever is easier

behind me

i can hear it now

feeling your laugh from miles away

knowing when you grin

understanding when you are at peace

i can feel it in the universe

it’s faded now, that feeling

you are too far now

i should have expected that 

i never thought i could abandon my body

but you taught me anything can leave anyone

enjoy your life

no really- i hope he makes you happy

i hope other things too

but i don’t think those things would matter to you

that’s okay

they shouldn’t anyway

goodbye my muse

i guess i’ll-

what, no no i said

um

i said

goodbye my-

…

dude.

ya.

dude.

goodbye my dude.