Ze wishes to go back in time
And never meet her
Knowing now, the end
Ze wished it had never even begun.
But youth is foolish
The summer air fills with potential
A world of happiness trapped
In her smile.
Like any smile, hers hides a world of pain
Zis laugh smothers discontent
But both find pleasure in the moment
If only ze
Had stuck to zis instincts
Ze could have avoided
So much anguish.
They duct taped a world
And made it their own
Exacerbating each other
Ze wonders if ze had
Been too vulnerable
Perhaps, ze should not have been so honest
Should have kept zis heart locked away.
Because she hurt zim so much more
Than all the others who’d gone before
Not just because of timing
But because ze had trusted her.
Ze wanted to be vulnerable
With her, test the waters
After prior hurts, ze
Let her in.
Ze can’t do this anymore
Can’t deal with friends who hurt
And carve up zis soul
Grafitti zis skin with scars.
Ze has no more tolerance
The pain drowns zim
Ze’d rather erase all their days
Never meet her again.
Ze’d rather she just tell him straight
That she hates zim, wants nothing to do with zim
That she’d explain why
She hurt zim this way.
Ze doesn’t need to be hurt again
Ze hurts zimself enough
Others have hurt zim before
She doesn’t need to hurt zim again.
Why did she pretend to love zim?
Ze’d rather stay alone
Than be tricked into thinking that someone
Wanted to be zis friend.
And what did ze ever do to her?
To make her turn against zim
Ze doesn’t know, and perhaps it’s
Better that way.
But ze’s done writing messages
To never hear reply
Ze’s done wondering what ze did
To be driven into exile.
Ze doesn’t want to hear her name
Never again will ze
Even worry for a moment that she’s okay
Because ze needs to be selfish, else ze will die.
And, yes, perhaps it has nothing to do with zim
The silence could be purely coincidental
But when she ghosted zim from her life
It went beyond apathy to pure indifference.
And ze’s tired of feeling that pain
Tired of bleeding out on the balcony
Waiting for her to find zim worthy
To reenter her good graces.
What had ze done?
What had ze done to result in this?
All ze knows is that the rift isn’t zis
And that ze needs to let go – once and for all.
And so, ze stumbles away
Binding wounds that bleed to this day
Someday, ze will regain zis trust
But definitely not today.
Perhaps ze will finally
Find someone who actually cares
Will love zim, and will not
Cut zim up again.
But the world is meant to hurt
Ze accepts that ze will always be carved
By those who pretend to love
Hopefully next time, ze will see it coming.
Blinded by love
Ze never saw her
Blade sinking into