you know who you are, though

you won’t admit it, even

to yourself.

i know you know.

i know you avoided my name, because

you know.

do you know that it’s

wrong?

do you know that

we’re hurt?

you can’t

fix us.

maybe that’s a

plea.

fix us,

you coward.

you ran away,

you coward.

yes, i’m scared

of you

of me,

maybe

of course

i’m weak, sure,

but at least

i know it

i can’t heal with you

around

but life

goes on.

you say you haven’t

thought of us,

yet

it’s all you seem to

want to talk about.

behind our backs,

but i don’t care

anymore

are you lonely?

isolation has gotten to us

both,

i suppose.

isolation,

in this case,

is a choice,

you coward.

i know it was one

of us

who forced you

to flee

that should make me

powerful,

but it makes me weak.

i was glad

when you

left us all;

i would no longer

feel trapped.

i felt free

i’m weak, sure.

but at least I came back.

i’m weak, sure.

but you left.   

i can heal myself

without you.

i feel safer on

my own.

so please,

stay gone

and spread

your rumors.

keep carrying us

on your back.