Mourning the Living
I love you
But it feels like blood isn’t thicker than water.
We’re not the same,
& I thought we would have an eternal flame
I mourn for what once was
From when we were cubs
We were so deep
You’d always say what I think.
But over time something changed.
And in real time, i felt your love wane.
What did I do? Why are you looking at me that way?
I’ll shut up forever if it meant I could stay.
You’re always so silent when i speak. No one in the world can make me feel this meek.
This isnt fair.
I treat you how I expect to be treated but you don’t fucking care.
You were there from the beginning, before we even landed on Earth
But I won’t be around anyone who doesn’t know my worth.
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