pocket hope i lied wet pillows wet blankets wet mattresses and wet bones my eyes feel salty i put so much hope into him! sooo much! how did i expect that to be fair? he doesnt know how much i put in him, he doesnt know everything else is falling apart there are some things he should apologize for of course he feels like i was pointing fingers to condemn, but i was just pointing so i could know i guessed at what he was thinking so he'd tell me what he was thinking never a good strategy i dont pull jealousy out of thin air and he has no right to say a woman is a jealous creature. i guess no man can understand that they cant say that, no matter how empathetic they are -- i was just really lucky with axel and i never understood that other men cant think that way but it doesnt matter it doesnt. i had no right putting my hope in him. that was reckless. i have to find a new place, like...my socks or my butt pockets... boxes and journals and skywalking dreams |