an unhealthy, romantic, and psychologically concerning kind of way

17 September 2024

Written by Jada

I wish you were obsessed with me 

in an unhealthy, romantic, 

and psychologically concerning kind of way

I wish you couldn’t get me off your mind 

like a flesh eating parasite

I want you to want me 

like a predator hungers for blood

I want you to want me like an addict

wants another high

I want you in the same way 

that I want pieces of myself

only I would have texted me back by now

because you only really want me when I’m not around

and a part of me died when you stopped calling

when I learned how easy it was for you to take what you wanted

and now I’m bleeding through the gauze that holds me together

and my body acts a graveyard for ghosts who are just passing by

and this weight in my chest makes it hard to breathe

and I write poems about the person I thought you were

because I really only had the idea of you that I made up in my mind

because I really just wanted to feel loved for a little while

but the warmth I felt in you was really just the warmth I felt in me

and you were just a lesson I had to learn.