scar ourselves

‘sometimes we give pieces of ourselves
we can never replace.’

‘isn’t it wonderful what you can do
with ten dollars worth of pens and notebooks?’

‘I can close my eyes
and it’s almost like you’re here again.’

‘isn’t it funny how you can wake up one day
and realise the sun doesn’t drive the darkness away?

‘but— but he’s loved me more
than you ever could!’