Carry On
okay. keep doing that.
keep on doing what you do.
it’s not like I care.
it’s not like you’re slapping me in the face, or anything
it’s not like every time you’re high off of him, you shove me deeper into dirt
it’s not like I was only a stepladder to your own selfish euphoria
and it’s not like you forgot once you were at the top
it’s not as if my life has ended.
of course not.
because you know that i, the sensitive, careful boy, am too tough for heartbreak.
keep going
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