Goodbye

If someone takes something from you

that you never would’ve given,

does that define

you

or

them?

Both

or

neither?

Emotions drenched in ether.

Redemption seeker.

Silent speaker.

Consent can’t exist if you can’t say no.

If you can’t remember,

do you still know?

How can you know?

Cuz I know me,

inside and out.

After awhile,

I had no more doubt,

but there was nothing left to do about it.

What would I have said?

What would’ve been done?

I can hope I’m the only one.

Sat alone in the sun

tp try to

get over myself

Found a bunch of

old shit

I shoulda left

on the shelf

Oh well

Fuck hell

Last night I remembered how to fly

Wrote a letter to my old self

All it said was..

Goodbye

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