Unlovable
Hyperventilating on the bathroom floor
Nobody hears
Nobody cares
If I were to just stop breathing
He wouldn’t be there
I call for help
But not even a breathless me
Would make him come running
And that’s what being unlovable is like
Copyright © Jessica Stafford | Year Posted 2019
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